December 8, 2010
We were eating Chinese dim sum. When squid were brought to the meal, my friend said they are delicious. The memory of an Italian night, in a fishing boat, the squid the boy had caught moved about and touched my bare leg. I fell into the water with shock. The next day, at lunch, we were served up a meal and it tasted good. I asked the boy what kind of fish it was, and he said, "It's your friend, the octopus!" That was the last time such a thing entered my mouth, and even the thought makes me queasy !