Yesterday, Rachel picked up two bags of flayed fish skin from Captain Don. We met Captain Don by searching Baltimore charter fishermen on the internet. It seemed as though he was a little confused as to why we needed only fish skins but he was more than happy to provide us with the excess parts. Rachel baked a batch of peanut butter cookies, this seems like a fair trade for half frozen fish parts. If all goes well with the preservation process of the fish, this won't be the last time such a barter is made.
After two days in the fridge, we scraped all of the meat from the skin in our back yard and salted each piece. Huddled in the dark back courtyard of our apartment by the glow of clamplights the whole operation seemed very clandestine. It turned out that Captain Don provided us with quite a lot more hides than we expected and honestly, it wasnt nearly as disgusting as we imagined.
