After checking to make sure there isn't an alligator ready to make you her dinner, you leave to get some yourself. There was a restaurant in the Hotel that served mostly imported food that you knew would be absolutely safe. They would have pasta dishes and sandwiches, and fairly normal food you'd figure, and maybe it would be the smartest not to gamble your stomach on the local food just yet.
That being said you were aware of Morumeg, a super trendy popular restaurant with tourists that your friends had told you about. It was exotic and strange, meant to appeal to those looking for something crazy and unique.
Or, you could also search the island and look for something a little more authentic.
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