I saw my good neighbor Paul nosing through a 5 gallon bucket, so of course I came over to check it out and lo, a bunch of butterfish fresh from the trawler and due for lobster bait. He kindly gave me four of the largest. Cleaned, lined up the cast iron, and eaten as god intended: with the fingers, fresh from the sea that morning, a little salt and lemon.
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