Mitchell Park Squid

Posted by Censor Librorum on May 9, 2007 | Categories: Lesbian in a Catholic Sort of Way

My form of meditation is to buy a latte and chocolate biscotti at Aldo’s and go to Mitchell Park for a few quiet moments in the middle of the day. Last week, I was surprised to see a new sign in Korean in the park. I assume it is a version of “clean up your mess” in response to some complaints by residents that squid guts and ink left by people fishing were stinking up the park.

Squid fishing is done in the middle of the night. The squid are attracted to the park lights and neon-colored jigging lures. I have thought about going down to the popular Rail Road Dock or the Mitchell Park dock to watch people jig for squid, but so far I haven’t been able to rouse myself to get out of my warm bed in the middle of the night.

Squid-I prefer “calamari” when I’m eating it-is delicious. Sea bass and fluke find it tasty, too. Last summer Christine and I got back into fishing, and were pretty successful in catching some good-sized fluke off her boat. I’m the “official baiter” and we used a killer combo of lures, squid and minnows. But once I get that squid smell on my hands and all over my clothes it kills any desire for a calamari appetizer until well after fishing season is over.

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