THERE isn’t much to do in Newfoundland in winter, now the cod have been fished to oblivion. One pastime is to see what you can catch through holes in the ice; pneumonia doesn’t count.
Errol Squires thought he’d won one such contest in St John’s this winter, when he reeled in an eel that weighed a whopping 1.1 kilograms. Imagine his chagrin when the prize went instead to a skinny little trout weighing a quarter as much—on the grounds that it was a fish, and the eel wasn’t.
Perhaps this is understandable in a province where “fish” universally means…
