Bring your own Cephalopoda

The story that I'm about to tell doesn't happen too often in the mainland...I don't think.

So I guess this story starts when Scott's friend Dave gave him an octopus the other day...that doesn't happen too often in the mainland, does it? Well, EJ and I were at Abyss and we invited Scott because his wife was in the States attending a conference (and because he's an all around good guy and we hadn't seen him in a while).

Scott said he'd bring his octopus...how often do you hear that?

Scott showed up carrying his octopus in a lunch box....yum, I bet the bag had a wonderful smell afterwards...and proceeded to ask the waitress if the chef would cook the octopus for us.

The chef came out, told us he would do it, but told us to be patient because he had to boil it before he could prepare it the way we wanted. We asked him to prepare some octopus kelaguen and the Abyss' special, garlic octopus.

He wasn't kidding when he told us to be patient. No worries, they had plenty of cold beer.

The kelaguen was better than the garlic saute. Maybe the lemon tenderizes the octopus or maybe because it is cooked less, I don't really know, but the texture of the kelaguen was less chewy than the garlic saute.

The "Bring your own Cephalopoda" special set us back $15, which was only $1 less than if we had just shown up and ordered off the menu. No big deal. The experience of bringing a cold, slimy octopus to a restaurant was worth it.