The first time I visited the Meat the Fish shop in Saifi Village, I was accompanying a friend the day before Valentine’s day. It could be said that this friend was experiencing a type of oyster love affair, posting pictures of himself eating oysters all over social media, several times per week. We ate oysters fresh from the Irish Sea, sipped cava and looked out onto the gray car park, thinking that, given the surroundings, we could well be in Belfast. Some months later, as the Mediterranean summer began to open its warm embrace, I returned to the small Meat the Fish outlet to find a transformed scene. The pavement was awash with diners, sitting on wooden palettes with hungry eyes fixated on the plates of sashimi and gravlax sandwiches being brought out by waiters. The slender doorway was overflowing with customers picking up premium groceries and Gucci framed customers
