I usually don't eat fish. But I''ll never forget that meal in Portimao, Portugal, A little shack on a pier near the fishing boats, We were eating outside on a table made of planks, sitting on benches, We were served a salad, fresh slices of tomatoes set on lettuce with Bermuda onion rings, then came a plate of sardines cooked over coals, with boiled potatoes and green beans with a glass of rosé.This is a meal I'll never forget, but I will never open a can of sardines, two different worlds,