During dinner in the Danish village of Ærøskøbing, the restaurant chef stopped by the table. “How is your fish?” he asked.
“”Very good,” I said. “Delicious.”
“I killed it,” he admitted sadly.
“You mean you caught it?”
“No, I killed it,” he said. “It was delivered alive and I had to kill it. I don’t like killing.”
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