Gorgeous Robert, start to finish. Love that rice also. Bet that Hoisin Mustard Glaze was tasty! I was out in a secluded area near Sacramento several years ago. It was about 6:30 am. I was in a parking lot of a restaurant which was closed. There was nothing else for miles around. I was releasing my pigeons for a training flight and was busy at the back of my truck. I released the birds, closed up the truck and went to get in to go home. I'd left the drivers side door open and I looked in and there was a beautiful Boxer sitting in the passenger seat looking at me. He was friendly as all get out. I had a dilema, put him back out and go home (an hour and a half away) or try and figure out where he came from. The latter choice was easy. He had a tag on his collar with his name (the dog's) and a phone number. This was before cell phones but I lucked out and found a pay phone at the restaurant. I called and talked to this older man. I told him where I was and I had his dog. He was beside himself with joy and asked if I could wait a half hour or so. He was several miles away in Sacramento. I said I would and returned to the truck and waited with the pooch next to me. He showed up and was very grateful to have his dog back. Apparently they'd been out to dinner at this restaurant the night before and he'd left the dog in the back of his truck with a camper shell. The windows were open but screened. While he and his wife were eating dinner the dog pushed through the screen and ran off. They looked for a couple of hours in the area but could not find the dog and gave up and went home. The point of all this long, drawn out tale is that the man had brought me a reward for my efforts. He was a fisherman and did a lot of canning. He brought me six cans of Coho Salmon that he had recently caught. I thanked him, gave the dog a scratch, and headed home feeling good. To this day, that was the best salmon I've ever had.