I met my wife in Panama while I was there working as a winter fishing guide. She was cooking that night (while on break from teaching school) and I asked her if she would make something other than the meatloaf that someone else made. I swear she looked over both shoulders and then sprinkled some kinda dust in my chicken. Game over. I took her to Midway Atoll to meet the summer job fishheads, and got married in Honolulu while on break. Now I have three boys and a peleadora.