Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The Snapper

Last week I was told that on my way to Puerto Plata for the weekend, we had to stop in a little town called Maimon and eat fried "chillo" {I later found out this was snapper}.  Maimon is a village that looks exactly like the thousands of other small villages in the DR, the only difference being is that it is near the coast and it has a few restaurants large-outdoor-rooms-with-tin-roofs on the main road.

As soon as we walked inside one of these large-outdoor-rooms-with-tin-roofs, the waiter's first question was whether we would be eating fish.  When we said yes, he welcomed us right into their kitchen, and a cook began showing me all the recently caught fish that were in the freezer.  The fish were enormous.  I told him that I wanted chillo and so he began frying my fish.

Frying Pans
My Fish
Now I figured that I wouldn't be getting a clean cut fillet on my plate, but at the same time I wasn't expecting the fish to look exactly like it did when it was going in to the frying pan (but with crustier skin)..

My Plate
Hello, Fishie
But with a squeeze of lime I got brave and actually ate it (midsection only).  
And it turns out that it was the best fried fish that I've had in my life.


  1. Hahahahaa, you were very brave!!! I'm pretty sure it was delicious!!!