For someone as food obsessed as I am, the fact that I think of a politician instead of barracuda meuniere, or some other dish, must mean that that Mr. Ugly Fish just hasn't been on my culinary radar -- until now. So when I was in a couple of weeks ago, checking out that great fish selection, I was surprised and intrigued to find barracuda cut into thick steaks. I had never seen barracuda for sale before, so asked the butcher about it. We had just discussed the halibut, going through fish monger / customer motions of detailing where it came from, if it had been frozen, etc. But when I asked about the barracuda, his eyes lit up and a slow smile spread across his face. "I had some last night," he said excitedly while leaning over the counter. "And it was fantastic." Obviously, the halibut was a distant memory and I quickly asked for four pieces of barracuda.