I remember being at a conference in Vancouver, going out for dinner and finding myself feeling like that kid in a fancy restaurant who asks if they have chicken fingers. As the distinguished pallets seated on my left and right ooohed and ahhhed as platters of seafood were set on the table, all I could see was an unappetizing bowl of suction cups and disturbingly large prawns staring me right in the eye.  If you’re a seafood lover, then no doubt I sound like a simpleton who deserved to be tossed a… Read More