It was a sunny day. Hearing that our local amusement park had reopened after renovations, we were excited to go. Our enthusiasm quickly faded, though. After what felt like endless loops around the parking lot, Mom still couldn't find a single space. Inside, the crowds were overwhelming. Frustrated, we abandoned our plans and drove to MeeMaw's for a culinary outing downtown — a specialty of my mom's. She eventually chose a restaurant known for its shark fin soup, which was doing a promotion. I'm aware of the environmental concerns, but it's a traditional and well-known dish here. It makes me wonder how our ancestors ever thought to eat fins. It's like they said, “Let’s cut off their fins for dinner and dump the fish back into the ocean. Then we’ll just hope they grow back in time for tomorrow’s meal — there goes applause.” It's unbelievable. Technically I just had a bony dinner. Despite the amusement park thing, we enjoyed the day.