It’s hard to describe how red the Kokanee really are. They look the color of a raw salmon fillet. Speaking of raw salmon, it will be painful in the belly to take my leave from Ishin’s but fortunately, I know Blue Fish is waiting for us down in Montrose. Hard to imagine that I spent six and half years growing up in Japan without ever eating a single piece of sushi (seriously), and now I can’t get enough of it.
I’m sure the kitchen here will be glad for a chance to breathe and recovery a bit after heavy usage. Rest well, trusty stove, you’ve earned it. On the topic of culinary experimenatation and excellence, I am excited to return to cooking on gas at the GTC. Jan just reno’ed the kitchen, and I feel like I am the prime beneficiary at times. Now I must remember the spice box…
Packing has commenced, and we’ll finish up after a short swim in the probably very cold Penticton pool, which had been closed for annual maintenance starting (of course) the day I arrived and finishing (of course) the day I leave. But Summerland pool filled the gap admirably, even if the shallow end is a bit absurd. And for all those people who didn’t swim in the lake, you missed out. It was beautiful. Had my final swim until ’09 with Ogopogo this evening, and it was still nice.
Time for bed, since it will be a long day of sitting tomorrow. But before I forget, the best part of the Okanagan? It’s right here: