After a summer holiday in rural Hawkes Bay I was hanging out for an Auckland yum cha so on my first Sunday back I took my family to the Viaduct's Grand Harbour restaurant. As is our routine, we had something steamed (prawn and spinach dumplings), something crunchy (fried squid) and something puffy (barbecued pork buns) washed down with lashings of tea.
Then we stepped outside into the sunshine only to be confronted by a man dressed in a shark suit holding a placard about shark fin soup - a subject which I must confess I've not contemplated in depth before. I did wonder, though, if I'm a magnet for strange things happening at lunch since my last family outing ended in a discussion about the suitability or otherwise of imagery of children smoking.
"Did you see the man advertising shark fin soup?" I asked my nine-year-old a little later.
"He wasn't advertising it. He was trying to ban it," she replied. It was true. I was only joking about the advertising thing.
Shark fin soup, it seems, is the new factory farming. (By the way, Save Animals From Exploitation's poignant new television advertisement, which made me regret eating those pork buns, is well worth watching.) The practice known as shark finning is the latest animal welfare and environmental issue to grab the headlines, and a group called Shark Fin Free Auckland is campaigning to have shark fin dishes deleted from the menus of local restaurants - and to have shark finning banned in New Zealand; at last count just 390 people had signed their petition - well short of the goal of 5000.