Pix: Fish night with minimal fish? Just as good
Early Thursday morning, the family fishermen went into the sea. They took this adventure every year. Some years were better than others.
This year was an other year. This year, they caught three acceptable flounder, several dozen flounder that were all a quarter of inch to two inches too short and several pufferfish. A pufferfish, as one of the first mates on the fam's rented boats demonstrated, could be rubbed on its belly and then bounced like a basketball. Pufferfish were edible — but only the parts that weren't poisonous. The family fisherman left them behind. Cousin Matt, who would be the person to cook any fish taken home, didn't want the added responsibility of not killing the relatives.
Still! We bought shrimp and scallops and had our usual feast…
There was of course the family photo-taking down by the beach.
And on the landing between the beach and the house.
And on the walkway between the beach, the landing and the house.
I took some candids amid the more formal stuff.
Then paused to observe the work on the hurricane-destroyed pier.
Then went candid again!
Uncle John led the cooking of round after round of shrimp and scallops.
Gregory was the apprentice throughout, the fam's next math/food wiz.
I have no photos of the eating, only the good times before. In the fam, we put down the cameras to eat… because we love food and forget.
And to end the night..
