Archive for December, 2007

Tale of two turkeys? …

December 26, 2007

Discovery Bay in Jamaica is a deep harbour, protected from the open ocean by a fringing reef. Since about the mid seventies, when a channel was dredged, deep draft ore ships have been exporting bauxite, the mineral source of aluminum,  from this port.

It is also home to the site of a world-renowned marine laboratory, operated by the University of the West Indies. The Discovery Bay Marine Lab providies a base for numerous marine scientists and students from around the globe, in particular North Americans. 

In the early 80’s  there were a couple of bauxite ships visiting regularly with American crews. Visiting lab students and ship crewmembers hung out at the same local bars, and, inevitibly, friendships were struck. At that time, foreign exchange limitations, combined with customs restrictions meant that many typical North American consumer items were not available on the Island. There were  a few minor “smuggling” events, such as an apple, pear or such, hidden under clothing, but with Thanksgiving approaching, how to get a turkey?!

Perhaps over a beer or two too many, the scheme was hatched that the crew would throw a frozen turkey over the stern of ship as it went through the channel around 2:00 in the morning. The students would be waiting in a small boat to retreive it!

I had nothing to do with this plan. I was working at the lab as a local tech at the time, and I knew about it because the students talked freely around me.  Somehow, perhaps sobering up to the reality that they would be engaging in genuine smuggling, or simply sleeping it off, nobody went out when the ship left.

The next morning, the whole plan was dismissed as a joke. Nobody really took them seriously, right!

Well, shortly after mid-day, a couple of research scientists pulled up to the dock with an odd package. They had been working at Rio Bueno, a small port, a  few miles down the coast, and had found a black garbage bag floating in the sea.  

You guessed it! Those students had their turkey dinner after all.

Turkey tale?

December 26, 2007

With the recent passage of American Thanksgiving, and our own Christmas celebration, I thought it might interest some to read a couple of personal turkey stories.

My first Christmas in Cayman in 1985, having come from Jamaica, I was living in an “efficiency” apartment, what I think they call “bedsitters” in other places: one long room, a bathroom at the back, a bed area, a hotplate and a mini fridge. No oven. Well I wanted to “do” Christmas, and although it was only days away, I ordered a microwave from the States big enought to cook a small turkey. First surprise was when it arrived on Christmas Eve. I went down to Customs, thinking to myself “no way am I going to get this cleared in time”. I left Customs about 20 minutes later with the microwave, no bribes paid, no hassle, lots of help from Customs officials, and with quite a few Christmas greetings exchanged. Wow!

So now I could buy my turkey. I stopped into Foster’s, the big supermarket nearest the Airport customs depot. I had my newspaper flier…. “Turkeys, 79c per pound”.  I found the biggest turkey I thought would fit in the oven, and I went to check out with a few other items. When the cashier rang up the turkey, it registered at something like $1.09 per pound, the regular price. It so happened that the owner,  Mr Foster himself (David) was walking past, and as I protested to the cashier, he asked what the problem was. I explained to him, and he apologised, telling the cashier, “sell it to him for 79 cents”. Only after I got home did I realize that I had paid 79 cents for the entire turkey. True, true!

Well, I cooked the turkey in my new microwave, and we had a wonderful first Christmas dinner. Microwave turkey doesn’t match the crisp skin of oven roasted, but among friends and family, it is all you need for a magical meal.

Looking back, I am a bit ashamed that I did not pay the proper price for that turkey. It was however, a memorable Christmas. Thank you David. Thank you Cayman.