I never truly understood the meaning of live seafood. To me it just meant fresh seafood.
The fateful day came when the supermarket fish counter person suggested I get some live prawns instead of the frozen ones. They cost twice as much but I didn't get it much thought. While I was at it I got myself some live clams; I steamed them later for dinner.
I couldn't help but notice that the seafood platter somehow tasted different; it tasted good and I craved for more. That was unusual as I usually find eating a chore and I eat to live but not the other way round.
It then hit me like a train; live seafood meant the sea creatures had been living almost until they were cooked (sometimes cooked alive).
I now crave live shell seafood platter. I am indeed harvouring this evil thought.
Many weeks later. ..
I have not done it. I don't crave for it anymore. I am not a killer afterall.
Sunday, 9 July 2017
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