Salmon Night

It's Salmon Night in the household and we have a special arrangement with the local sockeye guy (as if there's just one....) and we get fresh ground sockeye trim at a third of the price of fillet.  The amazing thing about this substance is that when fresh, it has no smell whatsoever, does not even smell like fish (but leave it a day and it soon changes for the worse).

250 Grams of ground sockeye trim.
Chopped chili peppers (from the greenhouse)
Salt, Bran and ground black pepper.
Louisiana Sauce.

All mixed up, made into patties, fried without oil in a quality non-stick pan with steam cycling.

Karen informs me that I am her best husband/cook after these devils are cooked and will stay with me for at least another week. They will be served with small buttered potatoes and broccoli and washed down with a Tree Brewing Thirsty Beaver Amber Ale.

Not my Lego.

It's my bloody birthday, but Karen gets to play with the Lego.....

Yes, another thrift store purchase destined to be flogged on eBay, hey, we have to pay for the endless beers with something!

Tolerance

It was a lovely October Day today, it had rained and our rain barrel is full once again. The walk along the beach was just misty, a little light rain but the temperature was good. This bunch of seagulls were sitting at the sea outlet of Gibsons Creek, and they tolerated us for a while.

The Tug and Anchor

Down at the Squamish Band Lands, a solitary tug in the mist.

I thought "The Tug and Anchor" would be a good name for a pub.

Thanksgiving Day Bread

We found this on our walk, down at the beach. At first we thought it was some bread that someone had left for the birds.

It's a rock.