Fish in the Sink

I didn't grow up eating meat. My family has always been vegetarian. The people here find that difficult to imagine since meat makes up a big part of the Honduran cruzine. It was only a few days ago that I found out the family I'm staying with became vegetarians the day after I arrived. Wow! What a sacrifice. For them it really is. The twins, Orieta and Ester like to tell me about all their favorite meats and how much they love it when they get to eat chicken or something. Even though they made such a big switch, the vegetarian food their mom cooks tastes amazing and they are more than taken care of. Still, they like their meat. Today, I went to rinse out my glass with water like I usually do before I get the clean water from the fridge and I freaked out. There were a bunch of fish flopping around on top of each other trying to catch a breath of fresh water. The twins thought it was pretty hilarious. I'm just not used to seeing fish in the sink. I felt so bad for the poor guys, they didn't stand a chance. They just kept opening and closing their mouths trying in vain to breath. Anyway, I won't be having them but I'm sure the family will enjoy them down to the very last tail.