Only a few days ago, after so many years of living in the Northeast, I learned the difference between a striped bass and a blue fish. 

As a kid, fishing with Dad, they were both real fighters, as compared with flounders. And on those rare evening family fish feasts, I had to clean them and they were both delicious to me. 

But now I have a potential son in law who is a real fisherman and I am his student. 

The meat of a blue fish is mostly dark and fishy. The striper is a bass and light and by American tastes – better.

Live and learn. 


P.S. The fish Adam caught and brought to dinner was a striper. The fish I see jumping in the harbor off the porch is free.