Sweet and pure elation over catching this rainbow trout on Saturday. We ventured out on the first warm and sun-filled day and spent the afternoon on the boat. It was true bliss: sun warming our faces after weeks of snow and clouds, his catching not one, but two rainbow trout and pleading with his dad to cook them for dinner, even though David doesn’t eat fish.
Our dog Ranger joined us for the lake cruise, and he was happy just to get out of the house, after pleading with us with his big brown eyes, “somebody take me outside!! Dogs get cabin fever too!”
As grateful as I was for two sunny days in a row, and on a weekend, no less, I was still a bit chilly, covering up with David’s flannel shirt and the lime green knitted chenille scarf made for me by my friend Pat.
We enjoyed the trout for dinner, making Trout Meuniere, Julia Child-style, baking the whole fish and removing the entire backbone and rib cage in one swift movement. If you saw the movie Julie & Julia, you’ll know what I’m talking about: it’s the dish she’s in heaven over when she and her husband Paul arrive in France. The best part? David cooked it. What a lucky girl I am.