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  • Bailey brings an ice chest filled with big wild salmon caught near Half Moon Bay. Funny, it's sort of like bringing coals to Newcastle, but up here in Point Arena the salmon have not yet arrived. Spring offers we Mendonesians many pleasures, and for me one of the top 5 is wild salmon. My body and soul long for it, I find myself reduced to the voracious passion of the sea lions that sit at the river mouths devouring every salmon that passes by. I am rendered dolphin,otter,shark.
    These salmon that Bailey brought are beautiful offerings to my community, some, at this moment roasting in my brick wood fired oven, will go to Nick King's memorial today. The others, were served last night for a benefit fundraiser dinner .

    The kama, or collar is some very amazing divinity, the texture of cloud and silk, i save these for my inner greedy otter dolphin spirit, slather them in Ponzu and Tamari, into the oven they go, on the other end a bowl of wasabi aioli and lots of napkins.
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