The coconut was enough to sustain us for, eh, 10 minutes or so, before we stopped at a place that supposedly specialized in tilapia. Tilapia is plentiful in Accra, which is lucky for John since this is the only seafood he cares for. We sat down at the covered patio and Pamela ordered up the tilapia for us (little ones for us, and big ones for her and Richard). Then we waited……. and waited……… and waited some more…….
WOW. They must have sent somebody to the river to go catch the fish especially for us. We figure it took them no less than an HOUR to come up with the four fish. It would have been longer if we hadn’t demanded that they cease and desist after they spent over 20 minutes grinding the pepper that goes on the fish.
Eating the fish was also a new experience. Ghanians sometimes eat with their hands. Since we weren’t presented with any silverware, we just dug right in. We were both a bit uneasy about this since the fish, head, tail, and all, were just sitting on the plate staring right back at us. Once we overcame our initial reluctance, we discovered the fish was indeed very good.
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