The fish of aqua-culture are not much different than pen raised beef and no doubt fed similar food. Now that I think of it, it is probably mostly the same. Corn? I haven't checked, but it wouldn't surprise me. Salmon are not being fed other fish, maybe corn meal in the shape of cute little cheezy fish, or ground up fish that was hauled out of the ocean in South America where there are no restrictions on over fishing.
The point is, store fish just doesn't look that good for a number of reason. Damn it is expensive, but then all food is going up---and wages dropping. As a result of my frustration, it was time to go fishing, and not fishing just for fun, even though it always is.
It was foraging for fish to go with the new greens of spring and the remaining taters of last fall. I will admit in the last couple of years I have not been able to secure the fish servings I had hoped for, due to supposed incompetent angling, or not working very hard, or letting most of them go. This year when our son was here, we took to the Wolf River and plied the trade of fisherman, mongers, harvesters, and freezer-fillers. While the river itself was void of fish as they seemed to have departed due to the sex induced run being over, the back water was still alive with the silver darlings, better know as White Bass. They came to us in great droves, big and silvery, 15 inches and 2 lbs.
There was great cheering from the widow's watch when we returned from the briny sea with 40 ton of the silver beauties. They are now frozen, all 40 and one Northern, enough for a year. We are thankful. Not everybody can do this, however, or the Wolf River would look like the Grand Banks.
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