I don't remember there being any restaurants, but I do remember going to the 'maneaba' or central meeting hut for a feast and encountering a cooked fish so large that I could have crawled into it's open mouth...
Lobster: You ever think you'd get sick of lobster? I did. The native people thought we were crazy for even eating them. They considered them nasty sea-bugs that just tore up their fish nets, and they'd kill them and throw them back in. They probably laughed at my dad when he requested they keep them and give them to him. They'd send a girl over after every fishing trip to give the live lobsters to the crazy Americans.
Favorite Dish: Pandanas, what the natives called the 'walking tree' and we call the 'screw-pine' (quit giggling) is a tropical tree that grows a HUGE orange fruit. The fruit is comprised of a bunch of 'nodes' that you can pull off an chew. The juice is really sweet but you are left with a handful of fibers, so it's like eating an orange through a broom. MAN, I miss that stuff!!!
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