Answer: The Salmon. First time, when it is killed. The second time on the grill.
But I had a salmon on Saturday night that had not been killed for a second time, it was perfect instead, grilled just seconds to the point, soft and tasty.
We had this wonderful fish in a Japanese restaurant. We: that is F, my best Turkish friend, her German partner P, then C, who is a very good friend of mine, and my husband and me.
We started with a tiny portion of black algae with raddish, I had a big pot of Green Tea, then above praised fish. J had a miso soup, then a rice-and-chicken pot, everything beautifully prepared and perfect, but not really much. So, against my habits and intentions, I had a portion of ice cream which does not really go with Japanese food. But it was crowned with a spoonful of a sweet bean paste which was excellent.
F had flowers for me, orange and red, and C gave me this red box with white ribbon, containing a selection of textile paints! Figure how happy I was! She said, she can get them at reduced price because she is a professional textile restaurer and works for museums.
The name of the place is "Daruma", he was a Buddhist saint who brought the teachings from India to China in 5th century.
After the meal, we had a drink in a nearby pub.