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Howdy folks. Did I mention that I fell in love while on vacation? I did. With ceviche. 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!