OK, here we are…the Sportfishing Capital of the World. Islamorada, the Florida Keys. There’s no better place to have fresh local seafood than here — surrounded by miles and miles of amazing fishing.
Well…not quite. I went to a grocery store to pick up provisions and to get some fresh stone crab and local fish to grill for dinner since we wouldn’t be fishing till the next day…
The seafood counter looked promising. It was stone crab season.
But…on further study-
Seriously? Even the stone crab was not local. Look, I’m fine with preserving, freezing, and all, but in the Sportfishing Capital of the World? At the peak of the season?
Which bring me to my point. Most of us who live the South Carolina Lowcountry live by the motto, “Friends don’t let friends eat imported shrimp” — for a few reasons. First, we have the most amazing local shrimp in the waters all around us. And second, why go for the tasteless, antibiotic-riddled massive Indonesian shrimp that are crippling our local shrimpers (oh, and did I mention that we have no idea what regulations there are – or aren’t– on Indonesian shrimp, or any other farm-raised imported seafood.) So…
I asked the lady at the seafood counter where to go for REAL local seafood. Her response was interesting: she said that in any grocery chain anywhere, you’ll seldom find local seafood. Go to a bait shop, they’ve got the inside scoop.
So I did.
Looked promising. Even the advice was free.
And guess what I found inside…
If you’re in a place surrounded by the “real thing” — no matter what it is — take the time to find it. Obviously it’s the healthy choice, but those stone crabs were the best I’d had!