Prices are up on everything, and when the salmon was on a sale that put it back down to, well, what it had gone up to just before the real spike in price, I had to indulge in a ready and rapid repeat of the spiced roasted fillet with roasted broccoli florets. Lordy, I can eat that up as if I'd just been rescued from several weeks adrift at sea. That's what satisfied my appetite late Sunday afternoon, a misty drizzly grey day where we finally had a break in the heatwave. That night was ripe for a still-misty 5.25-mile walk through the West Salem and the West End Neighborhoods.
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