Tuesday, February 3, 2015

So we drove past this place today on the way from one mountain to another:

South Westland Salmon Farm is a small, boutique salmon farm with the café and shop over looking the farm.
All the salmon raised at the farm is used in the café.
One compliments the other

The Frau Doktorin was not enthusiastic about stopping there for a cup of coffee. She seemed to be concerned that in accordance with the overall theme, they would whiten the latté with salmon milt instead of milk.

"What's that you are humming?" she asked suspiciously.

"The last roes of summer," I explained.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I'm sure the scales fell from F.D.'s eyes after your song.

Sirius Lunacy said...

At least you weren't humming salmon chanted evening you big chinook.

Yastreblyansky said...

Lox of luck, chum.

Another Kiwi said...

Have you fin-ished?

rhwombat said...

No worries - just make sure it's Ornithorhynchus milk, not Oncorhynchus roe.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

You're lucky she didn't sock you in the eye.