Part of our lodging choice in Seattle was based on the fishing. HH often talks about “finding a cabin on the lake,” so he can fish and I can read (and write for the Diner.) In Seattle on Lake St. Claire, this is our view.
And this is the fish HH caught off the dock for breakfast the other morning, a trout.
This is HH’s breakfast.
Then for dinner that night we sat on our balcony overlooking Lake St. Claire and enjoyed the bounty of Pikes Place Market – smoked salmon, salmon jerky, sautéed shrimp in garlic and butter, juicy red grapes and some plump raspberries (not from Pikes Place, so not as high quality as everything else, but good.)
Ahhh, life at the lake is good.