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Da worst ting about smokin fish….
Is keepin ’em lit!
I know I know, bad joke! But was thinking about years back and how lots of fishermen’s stages had a smoker on the side of them. I don’t recall any ever in use, but Roy’s stage back in Apsey Brook had one, and was often a good spot to hide when playing hide and seek. It was just a tin lined “chimney” with nails sticking out going up the sides. Roy, and of course whoever else used them would hang caplin or herring up in them, light a fire at the bottom, generally with alder wood, and smoke them to make… well smoked caplin and kippers!
I love the taste of smoked fish of all varieties, and when we got a little older, Eric and I bought a little electric smoker between us. Had a little element in the bottom with a small pan, and we’d add wood chips and let them smolder to smoke our own kippers, and lots of other things, but mostly trout and our own moose and beef jerky!
We could buy all kinds of chips, and of course get our own alder, and sometimes apple and others. We’d experiment with making different brines to add different flavours (hmmm did I ever tell the story of “Who put the salt in the punch?”) and smoke lots of different things, including trying cheese on one or two occasions.
Junior Patey used to love trouting, but he was never really find of the trout, so he’d freeze a lot for his family, but one day he tried the smoked ones Eric and I made, and he loved them, and whats not to love? Its like fish bacon! Anyway, over the next few weeks he emptied his freezer of trout and smoked them all!
I know Eric still smokes stuff now, and I do too, tho for me its smoking bought stuff as there’s not many trouting holes here in the city (plus I have no idea if half these weird fish up here are fit to eat anyway, I liked that we had trout and only trout back home). Eric sent me up some jerky he made last year, and I think it lasted all of 20 minutes, cause I was sparing it along!
Anyway, keep yer fish lit, and have a smoky ole day!
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
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Nickels on the train trackThe Bonavista Branch line stopped running in 1986 from what I can see, though had been reduced in service prior to that. Most of the young people now can’t remember the joys (some sarcasm may be included here) of stopping for the train at the bar hill, in Shoal Harbour, …- Snook’s Harbour PondI’ve written a little about Aunt Ethel and Uncle Will before, but something I did know, but had forgotten was that Uncle Will wrote quite a bit of poetry. I know I’ve seen this before, but had completely forgotten it, or where. Thanks to Eric Cooper for the picture. Enjoy …
Gotta keep em cool!Growing up back home, nearly everyone had a vegetable garden. It wasn’t always large enough to get enough, and some people had no luck growing certain things (I remember we could not get carrots to grow (not that that bothered me a whole lot!)), but nearly everyone tried to grow …
Yeah, Junior sure did love the smoked trout! And yeah i still like to smoke stuff, only fish and meat of course lol. Hmmm, I wonder who would do a thing like putting salt in the punch? Haha priceless!
I thought I wrote about that punch story before, but not sure, will have to look and see. If not definitely worthy of a post!
Yeah its there somewhere, i remember commenting in it lol
This was such a lovely story. I do really enjoy your posts. Thanks!