Me and my dushi (means “sweet” or “sweetie”) went to Aruba with his Mom and her friend. When you think of going to a warm weather place you think of fresh produce, and seafood. There was plenty of fresh fish (we ate a lot of grouper), but Aruba is a desert-like island and does not grow much of its own produce. Most everything is imported except Balashi beer, fish, goat, and a few local fruits.
Balashi Beer and Amstel Bright (not Amstel Light in Aruba). Mr Triathlete says the Amstel Bright tastes like a cheap watered down American beer, and the Balashi tastes better and like it has less water added. I don’t like many beers so, I left that to him. Tortilla chips (we ate a lot of these with homemade pico de gallo) and bagels in the background.
The creamy seafood soup was the best thing we had by far–we all agreed. It has fennel, saffron, cream, and all kinds of seafood in it. I guess for $8 it better be delicious. But, the fish we had was cooked very well and just melted in your mouth. There was also this mysterious green cheese on one of the grouper dishes. I have no idea how it is green. It was supposed to be gouda cheese.
We made a few dinners at the house we rented. The grocery stores did not have much of a selection, so the cooking was a little limited. One night we made a seafood pasta with scallops. We had some brie cheese and carrot sticks as an appetizer–a little silly. Another night we cooked grouper. I told you… a lot of grouper.
And then there were the snacks…
Then there was the awful ice cream. We picked it out thinking it was chocolate chip, right? No way–it was licorice ice cream. The most disgusting thing ever. We also picked out cinnamon ice cream which actually tasted more like red hots. Finally, we chose a good ice cream–maple syrup waffle flavor.