I’m picking the most delicious bones out of my teeth because I am a novice fish eater. My host mom isn’t much better (but she’s an expert fish cooker). I enlist the help of Nure, the live-in cleaning chica. She’s from the pueblo, where they eat fish the right way, from scales to cerebrum.
She sucks an eyeball out, then hands me the left eyeball. It has a nerve attached. Do fish bleed blue?
Do they have brains big enough to have their lives flash before their eyes? (Said eyes are currently traveling through my digestive tract.)
It’s salty and fishy, just like the rest of this Caribbean delicacy.
I’ve got two years to practice this art.