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I was out on business floating around the Cayman islands going from point to point and met a small statured man from the Philippines. he had this amazing boat that was so whimsical it felt as if it had floated out of a story book. it had these incredibly tiny glass chimes hanging from the palm roof and with the washing of the waves it sounded like magic.
anyway, he offered us something to eat and we obviously couldn't say no. he quickly began to work on his boat cooking up a storm. he was an absolute master at what he was doing! it was such a thrill to see him toss a bit of this and that into his pot and watch over it lovingly as it simmered. the air was filled with this amazing aroma of garlic, saffron, and tomato.
finally after a mouthwatering hour of cooking he plated the most beautiful Bouillabaisse for us to enjoy, and what a treat it was! it was the best Bouillabaisse I have ever had in my life!
unfortunately, I heard not that long after that the cartel found him and took his life. it's a shame that nobody will ever get to experience his cooking again, he was truly a master.
Wow, that story took an unexpected tragic turn. But I'm glad you're still paying tribute to this man's artistry.