Last Saturday we had 37 people to our house. We had what we call in the South a “covered dish”. One small departure from this southern tradition of fried chicken and potato salad was wild-caught Kenai River Sockeye. We chowed down on salmon stew and fried patties like we had never had fish before. It has been right at a month since we left Alaska. But don’t worry it is only a few thoughts away from our conversation, our memories and our plates.