The grouper, of the family Serranidae, commonly weighs between 50-100 pounds, although they can reach 750 pounds.
The biggest one ever caught with a rod and reel weighed over 400 pounds. Imagine that.
You wouldn’t want to eat one that big, though, because the bigger ones can cause ciguatera poisoning, whatever that is.
Some marine biologists claim that groupers like coastal areas. That is what the groupers want them to think.
The grouper is an angrier fish than the casual observer would guess.
The grouper hates arcade games where variously-colored blocks fall unpredictably and constantly from the sky, piling up until the window clogs and the game is lost, because it reminds them too directly of their life.
In fact, if it had the time, the grouper could spend an entire day sitting on a park bench thinking about a single thing: how much it hates its life.
Despite this, the grouper appears to be a friendly fish, and can be fed by hand.
It requires a great effort of will on the part of the grouper not to eat the hand, which is a delicacy for the grouper.
The grouper is a popular food fish, used for many kinds of cooking.
The secret shame of the grouper is of course that it will hoarde all pennies tossed into the water nearby jealously.
I caught one in the mangroves of Florida once soon after narrowly avoiding being killed by a surfacing sea turtle and being stranded on a sand bar. Amazingly (considering all the fiction I write) this story is true.
My dial-up is so slow and when I clicked on this post the text came up quite quickly but the picture dallied far behind. So I read the post (without the pic). Christmas is coming, so most of us are thinking about the relativess. And although initially I thought you were talking about a fish I soon began to think you were talking about relatives. And when I moved to comments, that only further confused me (the part about hoarding pennies). Certainly sounds like Uncle George. But now, here is the picture. Now I find myself second guessing. Is this a serious post about a fish or a parody on relatives? In either context, it is still a delightful read. :D
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I think I have some relatives in the Serranidae family, on my mother’s side.
The secret shame of the grouper is of course that it will hoarde all pennies tossed into the water nearby jealously.
I caught one in the mangroves of Florida once soon after narrowly avoiding being killed by a surfacing sea turtle and being stranded on a sand bar. Amazingly (considering all the fiction I write) this story is true.
My dial-up is so slow and when I clicked on this post the text came up quite quickly but the picture dallied far behind. So I read the post (without the pic). Christmas is coming, so most of us are thinking about the relativess. And although initially I thought you were talking about a fish I soon began to think you were talking about relatives. And when I moved to comments, that only further confused me (the part about hoarding pennies). Certainly sounds like Uncle George. But now, here is the picture. Now I find myself second guessing. Is this a serious post about a fish or a parody on relatives? In either context, it is still a delightful read. :D
I think I have some relatives in the Serranidae family, on my mother’s side.