Yep, we’ve landed in Nova Scotia and have begun our vacation in a fish feeding frenzy. No, we are not feeding the fish, but since Thursday afternoon, we’ve had fried haddock, scallops, lobster rolls, seafood chowder, salmon and fish cakes. Seriously, as a kid growing up in Wisconsin in the 50’s and 60’s, I was exposed to three kinds of fish – tuna, as in the can, frozen fish sticks and the area supper club’s fabulous Friday night fish fry. And I don’t eat a lot of fish at home, but this food has been unbelievable and I can’t wait to have more. I’ll exceed my annual seafood consumption on this trip.
Yesterday, we toured an area called Peggy’s Cove (southern shore area) and wove our way through many other coves; so many, I thought I might run into Jessica Fletcher who introduced me to the charm of coves, but as hard as I looked, I couldn’t find her. (Murder, She Wrote, for those not familiar with Jessica.)
|Reflection of a sailing ship’s masts.|