When my brother Chris tooled into the drive mid-morning with his boat tagging along, I knew he had come to do some bragging. Wearing his "caught a fish" grin, he detailed the morning catch out on the Tillamook bar. He is obscenely lucky - and I must add, talented - with his fishing. Always has been, ever since he pulled his first little trout out of the creek in the park by our house.
Now he has "big boy" toys and poles and all the savvy that makes him a fish magnet. He wasn't parked more than 5 minutes when a guy who had been passing by out on the main street wheeled around and came to see what Chris had caught. As soon as that guy drove on, here comes another one, from up the street. EVERYONE seems to know Chris, between his many years of being an electrician in the area, and his fishing escapades. Boy, does he have stories to tell!
These two beauties, our very favorite salmon - which are SPRING CHINOOK - very quickly turned into this....
on our dinner plates! One thing about Chris and his fishing passion that has always amused - and gratified - us: he doesn't care to EAT fish! So he gives a lot away, he smokes a lot (and gives it away), and keeps right on fishing!I grabbed some of our fresh crisp garden greens from the fridge, pulled some little 'maters off the Red Robin tomato plant that lives in the dining room, tossed on some peas I had just picked from the garden, and we had dinner fit for a king.
Ummm. Make that two queens.
The KING doesn't really like to eat fish...
Those are two pretty nice looking spring chinook. They are our favorites as well. Back when they were more plentiful and I was in my 30's my father in law caught a 54# salmon. I still remember how good it tasted and how many people he was able to share it with.
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