When my uncle came to America from Panama, my mom took him out to a resturaunt. They both ordered fish, but when his didn't come with the head, he raised hell. They didn't give him a fish head, most resturaunts throw them away, but they did give him his meal for free.
All that aside, this is some good eating. Everyone in the world eats this in one way or another.
Blackest of Ulas flaps his wings to bed.
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