The bf awoke at 4:30 a.m. this morning to fish with his friends for the first time in more than a year . . . and came home with this 25-lb striper! I rushed out into the backyard with my camera (even though I was still wearing my bathrobe) to document it all for the blog here. "You should call it [the blog post] The Young Man and the Sea," he suggested. So I did (he's good with the word play, the bf. It's one of our many bonds.). We had the striper with pasta and broccoli for dinner (well, some of it - the rest is in the freezer), and it was quite tasty.