John caught these beautiful bass a few days ago and fixed one of them up for dinner that very night. Isn’t he so handsome?! He cooked it himself, and it was delicious.
And then I made some fish stock out of the skin and bones. It turned into a beautiful gelatinous blob in the fridge, which really freaked John out. So my little jar of fish stock is biding its time in the freezer until one lovely day when I will make some kind of fish soup.
John took the day off, and we spent most of it on the couch watching The West Wing. It’s about 70 degrees today, and it feels like fall.