Autores:
  • You are eating the sea, that's it, only the sensation of a gulp of sea water has been wafted out of it by some sorcery, and you are on the verge of remembering you don't know what, mermaids or the sudden smell of
    kelp on the ebb tide or a poem you read once, something connected
    with the flavor of life itself.

    Eleanor Clark (2014). “The Oysters of Locmariaquer”, p.6, Harper Collins