Fish and chips? Not!

One of the greatest thing about traveling is the food, not the Michelin starred restaurants but the local cafes. The places where the locals eat offer the best food in town and at prices not seen in this country. I remember the hole-in-wall restaurants near the train station in Naples, the grilled seafood was the best I've ever eaten. I remember the local restaurants in Catania, that's another dream, the food was so incredible. No famous food critic ever darken their doors and that's a shame. In the Far East, in Singapore and Malaysia, one eat out at the night markets where the food is unsurpassed by any famous restaurant. We had fish fry in Essaouira, Morocco, here in the picture. The local fishermen brings in their catch throughout the day, the cook dredged the catch in a little flour and fries it up and here we were picking the meat off the little fish with our fingers. The bones were just dropped on the floor where a bunch of local cats have been waiting throughout the meal. Talk about fat cats, these were some fat ones! We don't drink soda at home but do indulge in the occasional Coca Cola while abroad.