I was about 8-10 years old at a cub scout outing to the USS Yorktown. I remember having shrimp on the carrier's deck at some banquet, which ironically was before a tropical storm hit.
Woke up in the hotel that night (with no power b/c of the storm) and completely destroyed the bathroom. My dad couldn't believe that much stuff could come from a kid my size.
I haven't eaten shrimp since and I don't think my dad and I have shared a hotel room either since that incident.
