The generous folks at Pierre’s Echo Bay Marina came by a number of salmon today. Like more than 50. Buckets of fish, buckets of guts. We wandered down the dock expecting happy hour drinks in the tent. We had our cocktails in hand. Kristin was even in her cocktail dress, freshly showered no less. But we didn’t make it to the tent. Kristin was shanghaied into slaughtering duty. In exchange for the labor, or maybe because we were standing there, we got two beautiful fish. Not an hour later we had pan seared salmon steaks, fresh bread, and a tomato salad.  Oh yeah, and Talina and Megan gave us a nice Oregon Pinot as a going away gift, and its time had come. What a meal!