Where I am located, since last week and until next, there is an abundance of flavors; both in terms of intensity and in terms of diversity. Thanks to a longstanding tradition of ensuring that those flavors pop, there is not only salt, but salt inspection. Only the finest will do, and the finest is also harvested locally. Just as the fish is harvested locally as in the photo below, taken a few hundred meters from where I am typing right now.

Same time yesterday, a short walk up the beach, I had encountered some men coming in with their catch just prior to sunset.

This will be divided among the men, a couple hours worth of their efforts with nets and a bit of rowing in their canoe. Looks like an excellent dinner to me.

The last thing I saw yesterday before leaving the beach was another boat coming in.

The diversity embedded in the food story of this place is reflected in these images, today of the solitary fisherman and yesterday the group efforts in the same waters.