Fish cooking

The fisherman’s wife and daughter cooking our fish. The daughter went and brought fish to her mom and the mom cleaned and cooked the fish right there. They brought us a table and put a table cloth on the table and we were supposed to sit and wait, not help, for lunch. Lunch was fried fish, tomato and onion salad, rotini pasta with olive oil or some dressing, and a basket of bread. Followed by çay, of course. All the çay we wanted. We sat at a table on a grapevine covered patio while the family sat on the floor of the porch and ate lunch.