I was over having dinner at my Aunt Christy and Uncle Charlies house a month or two ago, and we got talking about fishing. My uncle is a pretty enthusiastic fisherman. I don’t remember exactly how it came about, but he gifted me this beautiful Rapala filet knife. It’s quite handsome and I’m sure, being aware of it’s origins, that many a trout have gotten the business end of this. So off I went with my new knife, determined, for once in my life, to catch a fish, clean it, cook it and eat it. I didn’t start eating seafood until adulthood, so as a cook, this is a pretty exciting idea for me. I show up at Scooby’s to go fishing a few weeks later intending to do just that, and when he saw the knife his eyes lit up. Apparently they are quite special as far as filet knives go? Well in any case, we didn’t catch anything, but had a great day on the lake. I’m still determined….