Pre-Thanksgiving Dinner

I really felt like having lobster. I was hungry too. But when I saw the lobster scurry to the other side and hugged the corner in a clear effort to evade the net, I lost my appetite.

The thing about seafood is, one really shouldn't see it alive in its blue, grey vibrance in the water and then see it in a bright artificial orange or whatever on the plate. I can't get past the fact that it's dead because I want to eat it. Well, that's the fact. But it's a little more than a tug at my heartstrings when I'm staring right at it. It's disconcerting.

Anyway, after eating almost at every touristy and sorta local joint in Vung Tau for weeks, the colleagues have decided that while there are fancier seafood joints, the food at Ganh Hao is the best.

The table lapped up the flower (or blue swimmer?) crabs cooked bbq-style. Those were really fresh and priced very reasonably. The best dish of the restaurant I'd say. Anyway, because I don't know how to appreciate crabs, my plate was piled high with vegetables and the seabass.

Then, there were the HUGE prawns. So huge that they seemed like baby lobsters. One could dig out the fleshy bits from the legs too. Those prawns would give me rashes. But I like prawns. So I gave in to the cravings and had half of a prawn.

Al fresco dining by the beach is wonderful. I like the sound of the waves crashing against the rocky shore. The weather in Vung Tau now is cool. It isn't so humid and average at 25 degrees in the evenings. Nice.