Ernie, Marcus and I went to the ocean beaches for an overnighter (we were all employed at the same production facility in town) mainly just to get away from the repeat cycle of doing the same old thing outdoor sports activities during the weekends in the valley. One of my work buddies had close kin relatives who owned a second home in one of the small coastal towns, and we were kindly allowed the opportunity to freely utilize that house during that brief weekend coastal journey.
Just before returning to the valley (and then back to another week of work on the job), the team opted to walk down along the local dockside Fish Market located down beside the bay in that small coastal town. The long wharf beside the bay had a number of wholesale and retail businesses there that sold a variety of fresh tasty seafood consumable items of interest (from prawns, to crab, to fish, and much much more). Our eyes were tantalized.
With a little bit of finagling — NO...not over the price of seafood, nor with the seafood seller — but between the three of us guys, debating whether to buy "something fishy" — Eric had managed to convince all of us guys to buy one single fresh fish and bring it back to the apartment, where we would quickly cut up the fresh fish into our own purchased apportion for each person to take home (we didn't reside at his apartment at the time).
Yep...that "fresh fishy fish" was a whole Albacore Tuna. Luckily for us that fish was one of the "smaller" sized fish...for in its whole size it simply did not fit into the refrigerator, but when a series of sharp kitchen knives sliced into that fresh fish, cutting that tasty delicacy into its four apportioned segments — only then did we really appreciated just how "huge" one of the smaller tuna fish that swim in the ocean really is.
Yep, we were eating tasty fresh oven baked fish, and frozen thawed baked hot fish, for a solid month after that one brief weekend venture to the ocean beaches.
