Well, the quote at the top of this post might fit the quintessential definition of a "fish story" -- an incredible, fanciful, implausible tale.
But I was thinking recently about what delicious meals I've had where fish played the starring role.
At a monthly dinner for a Board I belong to, the entree I chose was golden trout, which was new to me but sounded intriguing. The trout was cooked to perfection, and, accompanied by jasmine rice and asparagus, with a glass of pinot grigio, made for a memorable meal.
Later, a bit of research about the golden trout uncovered the fact that it is a sub-species of rainbow trout. And, not only that, the California State Legislature had deemed the golden trout as our State Fish (with all the perks and privileges that go along with that honor, I presume). Who knew?
Last year when I visited Seattle, a friend took me to a waterfront restaurant for a lunch that featured Copper River salmon. This fish, Alaska's premier wild salmon, is only available every year from mid-May to mid-June.
Restaurants make a big deal about it, and there's a reason -- it is scrumptious.
And then I remembered the luscious Maine lobster that I first encountered at restaurants in Boston, but have since eaten here in the Bay Area as well.
All in all, I'm celebrating these fishy tales.