Did I mention that I fell in love while on vacation?
Specifically fish ceviche. (Don't ask what kind of fish because I don't know.)
I also don't know what made me eat ceviche but I saw it and decided I wanted it.
After my first taste (drenched in lime juice freshly squeezed by my own beautiful hands), I was hooked. From then on, we were together for every meal except breakfast.
Ceviche and I became very close during my visit to Curaçao.
How will I survive without it?
I miss you ceviche!