Fresh, very fresh fish

My boss and one of our bartenders showed up at the restaurant around nine in the morning with an ice chest of trout from a local fish farm. Our bartender who is also an excellent photographer is documenting via pictures our use of local foods. He did not take pictures of the fish slaughter that followed. 12 pounds of fresh trout, the only thing better is if you could catch them in the wild and use them, but alas that just is not legal (for a restaurant to do that is.)

On a less bloody note. I had an happy accident at work, my rhubarb cooked down too quickly resulting in a caramelized concoction. Vanilla cake with rhubarb filling and vanilla butter, yum. Lani and I ate the cake bits smeared with leftover filling and frosting while discussing the Derby party food and how must roast beast she would need.