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Senin, 04 Juli 2016

Aquaponics Silver perch feast

I cant remember if I even mentioned this because I was probably in some kind of deranged pain killer broken rib induced state when it happened, but I may have forgotten to mention I ate one of my big silver perch.

It looked like this.

The South Australian Fisheries people suggest the most humane way (and best way to protect its eating qualities) to dispatch a fish is to plunge it into an ice water slurry, and leave it there.

A few hours later I scaled and cleaned it, and lightly salted it inside and out.




I wrapped it in whatever you call thin plastic kitchen wrap where you live, and left it in the fridge for twelve hours, then cooked it whole.

It was one of the nicest fish I have ever eaten.

Crazy fat.

You cant really tell from this angle, but it was in very fat condition. Looking down from the top, it had that thick section just before its tail like a dolphin.

Most wild caught fish dont seem to have that.

Im guessing its because life is a little tougher in the wild when you dont have an unlimited amount of feed available.

Anyway...

This fish was in very good condition and had excellent fat content.

Apparently silver perch fat is high in Omega 3, but it was mostly delicious.

It weighed 1.08kg gutted and scaled and was 33 cm long.

I wish I had built a much bigger system ages ago so I could have a lot more.

Successfully farming your own protein in only a couple of cubic meters or space is an amazing thing to be able to do in suburbia.

I totally recommend it.



120 Things in 20 years totally recommends it.





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Minggu, 22 Mei 2016

The Little Choo Choo That Thought

That cute little engine...just a chuggin up those tough little tracks.  Very inspirational till you find out the tracks you are on will cause you to shave your head and go insane...no matter how strong you try to stay or how much you hate to admit it.

Here I am again with a shorted check...

go to work?  Get yelled at.  Dont go to work?  Get yelled at.  Come in early?  Get yelled at.  Come in on time?  Well you get the point.

But I wish that everyone would just understand me.  Its not so much that work is getting to me but the fact that I get to watch the world spin round while Im wasting my time here, fighting to get my proper pay.

A waste of time....Im to the point where I just want to jump into the unknown and get where I need to go.  This place doesnt want to pay me and Im stressing more than I should just to get a bite to eat.  But hey if I spent my time in the garden, I could get my food and have much less stress.  As far as rent and all that go?  Id rather be homeless.  Maybe that is me being minimalist though.  Im ok without the proper equipment over my head seeing as I hardly have that anyway.  But I dont find happiness in money, only false security.  Tell me people, what is the point of having a nice home or anything like that if youre too stressed, tired, or never home to enjoy it?

So here I am, going off the tracks.  The trail without the tracks is just as hard to get around and seems impossible.

Impossible


We said it was impossible to fly and all that fun stuff.  We said that blacks and whites could never mix in peace.  We said a lot of crazy crap was impossible...that was very possible.  Maybe I wont make any money and have a crap ton of bills but at least I wont come home after a fight with management.  Im my manager.  Besides, Im pretty good at governing myself.  I know how I think and know what I will and wont do.

Here I go...about to fly off my tracks into a heavily wooded foggy forest of unknown.  Im almost as excited as I am afraid...afraid of that unknown.
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