Last night, I tried octopus for the first time. It was delicious. Absolutamente delicioso! No, it doesn’t taste like chicken. Isn’t that what everyone says about all foreign food, especially to get someone to try it? It was a new taste to me, one that I could become comfortable with very easily. Honestly, savoring octopus tasted like the good life.
Now it could be that I was at this restaurant called Amado that overlooks what’s known to be the mythical Bahia de Todos Santos or “Bay of All Saints.” It’s a very contemporary Brazilian restaurant on Avenida Contorno, located in a centuries-old cargo warehouse that was transformed to invoke tranquility and a magical atmosphere. Amado did not disappoint.
Sitting almost dock-like, in my view while dining was a cruise ship shaped building that contained the most breath-taking condo I’ve ever seen. “What does the owner do for a living?” I asked myself a few times. “Maybe she’s an author of novels. Or maybe he is a clothing designer. Do they appreciate what’s probably their vacation home, or second living quarters,” as was explained to me by one of the waiters? We were in the Buckhead-plus of Salvador, Bahia. In a flash, I could see myself taking a break from writing my second or third novel, walking onto my patio, and still totally appreciating the view of my now favorite restaurant Amado across the bay, remembering and never forgetting to appreciate eating octopus for the very first time.
What a fun morning to watch beautiful Brazilian children exercise, all of us up at 6:30am, but they far more energetic than I at that time of the morning. They were a joy to watch.
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