Tonight at sushi, I watched the chef slaughter a live fish that had previously been swimming around happily in the large tank (which I falsely thought was decorative) in the entranceway. He let it flop around on the chopping block for a good long while before he put it out of its misery. Not sure what kind of fish it was, but the customer who ordered it ("fresh!" he must have said) certainly found it delicious. At least it wasn't as bad as this.