Here in Indonesia, fish is an integral part of the daily diet. In my host family, fish is eaten almost every day, or at least several times a week. Oftentimes, fish is fried whole-body, which typically results in fare I find less than appetizing, unfortunately.
However, I have now twice had the opportunity to eat the most delicious fish I’ve had in my life: fresh-caught grilled fish.
Since living in a new country is an opportunity for growth in a variety of different ways, I’ve taken it upon myself to (slowly) learn how to catch, clean, and cook fish myself. I admit that the catching part still bores me, but the cooking and eating part may just make the process worth it. In any case, I accompanied my host family to their fishing spot, expecting a pond out in the middle of nowhere, slick with mud and clouded with mosquitoes.
Instead, I arrived at a university campus, and was shown a very different sort of fishing.
Unfortunately, the reason fishing spots like this are typical in Indonesia is because overfishing and pollution have rendered many natural ponds and rivers devoid of life. The environmental damage humans cause through unchecked littering, harmful chemical emissions, and overpopulation is particularly easy to see in this country. This by no means indicates a moral failing on the part of the Indonesian people, but it does highlight the need for continued eco-friendly education throughout the world. Tropical archipelagos such as Indonesia are perhaps particularly susceptible to the harmful effects of climate change, and it seems likely that the wide variety of violent storms and natural disasters (alongside the steadily rising sea levels) will continue to plague the nation for many years to come.
Amusingly, after paying the fee, the pond was stocked right before our eyes, which consisted of a guy scooping a bunch of fish into a bucket and tossing them as close as possible to where everyone had cast their lines.
Before long, pretty much everyone was catching lots of fish. Some were tiny little things, which were kept for steaming (a process which renders the entirety of the fish, bones included, edible), while some were much larger, making them suitable for frying or grilling.
However, to my dismay, I learned that my host family had brought only a single fishing rod, to be used by my host Bapak. So I became a fishing spectator rather than a fishing participant, which turned out to be even duller than it sounds.
As the day went on, however, I was able to borrow another fishing rod, and managed to participate in the catching of a pretty large fish with the assistance of my host cousin.
After around five hours of fishing, we all eventually returned home. I ended up falling asleep and missing an opportunity to begin learning the cleaning process, but there’s still plenty of time for that. However, I did assist with the grilling process.
For grilling fish, the family fills a metal tin with charcoal and places it out in the partially-covered garage. The coals are lit, and then repeatedly and vigorously fanned until roaring hot. After this, the cleaned and halved fish (which has been flavored with lemon and salt) is placed in a grill basket and brushed with butter.
Thank you for reading! Sampai jumpa, everyone.