Yesterday, shortly after posting to the blog, I was in the kitchen making my Christmas Mincemeat. Yes, I know - hate me now. Little Miss Suzy Homemaker here. Even my oldest son makes homemade Mincemeat - double hate me now.
But homemade Mincemeat (recipe here) is like knitting socks. So easy, yet so impressive.
Anyway, as I stirred, the door bell rang. When I answered, a voice rang out - "Your local Fishmonger."
Fred, with Rainbow Trout number 3. The cost is coming down. I'm sure we're still in the triple digits per pound but Fred's happiness? Priceless.
This, by the way, IS his happy face.