On Sunday night, we went out for dinner. We were divided between Indian and Cajun. Liam decided he wanted catfish, so to Big Daddy’s Crab Shack we went. We don’t visit Fisher/Baseline much, as it’s a pain, but we still had our Vrtucar from the Blue Skies trip.

Liam mis-behaved, and went to sleep on me instead of eating, but that’s a different storey.

My fish arrived. It was white. At first, I didn’t pay attention, too concerned about keeping Liam awake. I cut it up with my fork, and then was about to eat it when I looked carefully and noticed… it’s not black. It doesn’t even look like it’s been near a pan!

I finally called our waiter over, and complained.
He took it back. I couldn’t see the kitchen, but Meaghan could, and she said the cook came out to look at us. My fish was returned to me, with some red-spice on it. Allspice or something.

We should have gotten up and left at that point, but Liam was fast asleep and I was hungry, so I ate it.

I question whether this fish was cooked, or just defrosted.

But, we certainly will not be returning to Big Daddy’s Crab Shack.