Jill, Linc, Peggy, Tiina, Vince, and I went to the fish market in La Cruze just half an hour away.
The market consists of many stalls in which local fishermen prepare their catch for sale to food markets, restaurants, and local citizens like us. Each stall is each equipped with tables, concrete bins, and a source of water. Refrigeration is provided by shaved ice filling buckets.
We bought lots of fish and have been making ceviche, tuna on the BBQ, and more.
"Hey toss me a piece of fish, will you?"
The shrimp pictured for our dinner last night (below) were purchased from the fishermen (a grandfather and his grandson) who drive their well stocked truck around San Pancho announcing "Camarones. Camarones del mar. Camarones." (Shrimp. Shrimp from the sea.)
The back of the truck is loaded with large blue plastic tubs with covers, each housing a different size load of shrimp, covered with ice, and in original sea water. It is gross to look at these gray, limp, dead things floating in blackish water ... but boy are they fresh and delicious tasting when marinated in a mixture of Raspberry Chipotle sauce, onion, garlic, rosemary, and orange juice.
Our dinner from the Camarone's truck
Cook Man Lincoln and Vince, guest
Tiina, guest, and Cook Woman Jill
Jill & Michael
Dinner: Marinated BBQ Shrimp served on a bed of
Arugula and Grape Tomatoes in a Vinegret Dressing
Roasted Corn, Potatoes, and Broccoli