Well, not fish, that's for sure. These are mouthwateringly deelish...as Rachel Ray would say, but I just can't bring myself to cook a fish. Not 2 hours prior to this picture being taken, they were swimming happily in White Swan Lake, you can't get much fresher than that. Nice trout that would go for $18 or $20 in a local restaurant, but here at my house they go for free. After I dutifully admired them, Steven took them over to our 82 year old neighbour and his wife, and they fried them up with great joy (and onions and lemon). 
3 comments:
My sentiments exactly, Shannon. I have always said this of fishing: "How would you like a giant to leap into your lounge room and smash a hook through your top lip, then drag you around said lounge room until you gave up with exhaustion?"
Kayleen
Shannon, I totally get it....I can go and by meat from a grocery store or market, where it may or may not be as fresh...(most likely not) and eat it from there...but if I were to see it swimming around, walking, running...yadda yadda yadda...I can't eat it...
that is * buy*
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