The tropical Breeze Villa was completely set up for cooking. As an aspiring chef, I wandered down to the fish market and just stood and had a stripe and watched what went on. Big baskets of small fish coming out of traps being sorted. I asked lots of questions, most didn't mind answering. Little ugly fish they were all avaiding were stone fish. Nuh touch, mon. I had my eye on a big Kingfish, but its eyes were turning gray... i bough 4 beautiful Silver Snapper. I had never even tried one before. They cleaned them for me (they were as big as my forearm). Fresh Calaloo and veggies from the ladies behind the ice cream shop. Rice and peas. My 12 guests raved and threatened to keep me in Negril as a personal chef.