There was a deathly calm over the whole boat as we drifted past the kelp paddy. After a day of trolling and searching, we had finally found the huge floating mass of sea weed; and its hidden promise of fish. There was the initial flurry of activity. As soon as the boat revved down baits were grabbed and lines were cast, along with elbows and curses. But now nothing, just quiet. Continue reading Coconut Macadamia Mahi Mahi with Mashed Sweet Potatoes and Succotash
Each year tuna migrate up the California Coast, following warm water currents from Mexico to Japan. These currents are unpredictable, so that each year a different set of species is found offshore. Some summers, anglers only see one species all season; maybe albacore or yellowfin. But every now and then the conditions are just right, so that a whole mixed bag of fish moves through. This summer was one of those times and it was a banner year for offshore fishing in San Diego. In a single day, anglers had the opportunity to target bluefin tuna, yellowfin tuna, albacore tuna, yellowtail, and dorado (Mahi Mahi). Catching all 5 in one day comprises the “Grand Slam” of San Diego offshore fishing. Continue reading Poke Burgers!
This is a fall-appropriate meal that I threw together with the contents of my pantry, freezer, and dwindling summer garden. I have a freezer full of smoked tuna from the summer offshore fishing season, and I picked the peppers from my garden 5 minutes before throwing them in then pan. Grains, whey, and mushroom are just ingredients I tend to always have around. Continue reading Smoked Tuna over Whey Bulgar with Sautéed Mushrooms and Peppers
Stephanie Mutz (@seastephfish), President of the Commercial Fisherman of Santa Barbara, says that fish is the last wild food we eat. Think about that and you will probably find it true. You probably haven’t stalked a deer in awhile and you just can’t find a recipe you like for those wild mustard greens; but most of the fish we eat grows wild in our oceans, rivers, and lakes. And though there are farmed versions of many types of seafood, a good deal of fish comes only in wild form. Continue reading Roadside Sustainable Seafood?
Despite being a desert (or, I suppose because of that fact) San Diego has a plethora of water reservoirs. Almost all of these lakes are fishable, and some even contain fish worth eating. This weekend I hit a few of the backcountry lakes and managed to scrounge up a bit of a bounty. Friday I made the trek up to Lake Henshaw with my fishing buddy Geno and we managed to catch every species in the lake: carp, crappie, bass, and catfish. Unfortunately I caught all the carp and bass and he caught all the crappie and catfish. Fortunately Geno is a generous dude and he hooked me up with some of his catch. Now I’m home and looking for variations on the old stand-by: fish rolled in panko and pan fried. Our other buddy, John C, seared his in a pan with onions and served it over Japanese black rice. Inspired by his creativity, I improvised this: Seared Crappie with Caramlized Onions and Stewed Tomatoes over Basil Wild Rice Pilaf. Continue reading Seared Crappie with Caramelized Onions and Stewed Tomatoes over Herbed Wild Rice Pilaf
Each year a huge biomass of pelagic fish follows warm water currents up the West Coast of the US. During this migration tens of thousands of game fish migrate within fishing distance of Southern California. The excitement starts when the fish hit the Coronado Islands, just off the San Diego coast and about 10 miles south of the US-Mexico border. Some years fish begin arriving as early as February. This year reports have been spotty all the way until late May. That’s why when the sport boat San Diego nailed 100 yellowtail last Tuesday, I was on a boat first thing last Wednesday morning. Continue reading Summer Fishing
Between house-work, work-work, sleep, other minor hobbies, and various other concerns I manage to fish somewhere between 2-3 times per month to 2-3 times per week. I’ll fish anywhere, anytime, anything I get the chance to. On a recent tough day of fishing, I began reflecting on the destructive nature of the hobby. Continue reading A Fisherman’s Call to Arms