Blue Ocean Restaurant, Nungwi

Lobster bisque. The title is true; it all started with soup. The first time we moored here, our seafood order included, among other things, lobster bisque. The lobster itself smells like mud, so I decided to try it in liquid form. After a while they brought us seafood; there was still no soup. Well, no¸ no¸ maybe it’s necessary¸ soup at the end. We tasted it, we’re waiting, I couldn’t stand it, I ask: how is the soup, and without delay I say: he is coming. A famous expression in the service sector in Zanzibar¸ we will hear it more than once. Of course, they brought it about forty minutes later and forgot about it, but the soup was excellent. The next day we were already greeted¸ they said: lobster soup¸ we added: he is coming¸ everyone laughed. Now every time we started dinner with delicious soup. And it would have been like this until the end of our vacation, if not for the lack of a grill. On the third day we were already howling from the delicious, appetizing, but boiled seafood. GUYS BUY YOURSELF A GRILL!!!!!