Years ago some colleagues and I were invited to a “goat grab” in the mountains outside Jeddah, in At Taif. We, along with about ten Saudi men, were seated on the floor in the dining room. After having polished off two enormous bowls of rice/mutton, the host brought out the piece de resistance, the sheep’s head. Being the fattest guy there, I was offered the delicacy, the eyes. Not speaking Arabic, I asked my senior colleague to tell the host that I was allergic to sheeps’ eyes, and regrettably would have to pass on the honor. There ensued a squabble among the guests for the delicacies.
” the eyes.”
Ex-ladyfriend, born in Shanghai, always ate the fish eyes. Tastiest part of a fish? The cheeks. Not much there though, unless you get a really big fish head to cook. I always cook fish “head on.”