Traditional Christmas Eve Salmon (December 24/31)

Every year on Christmas Eve we have a lovely fish dinner prepared by Mr. Flood. We wait all day for the salmon to fly overhead and land on our porch. Today it landed a little later than usual and the suspense was killing all of us. It's a good thing I hadn't shovelled the porch yet, because it landed softly on the snow, as depicted here.

I can hear the sagacious among you saying, "Whoa, whoa. That's *Pacific* salmon. Don't you live on the Bay of Fundy?" Well, yes that's true, but everyone here knows that the mercury levels are crazy in Atlantic salmon. The kids would never eat it!