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I used to live in Boston and had bluefish all the time. Now, I've lived in San Francisco for 18 years and saw my first bluefish in the SF Fish Market in the Ferry Building. Cooked your recipe last night... wonderful. Thanks.
Marcus
Bluefish (Pomatomus saltatrix) are a migratory, oceanic species found throughout the world in most temperate, coastal regions, except the eastern Pacific. Bluefish migrate seasonally, moving north in spring and summer as water temperatures rise and moving south in autumn and winter to waters in the South Atlantic Bight. During the summer, concentrations of bluefish are found in waters from Maine to Cape Hatteras, North Carolina. In winter they tend to be found offshore between Cape Hatteras and Florida. Bluefish generally school by size, with schools that can cover tens of square miles of ocean, equivalent to around 10,000 football fields.
I've never been a big fan of bluefish - their sharp teeth and oily, fishy and worst of all blue meat, make them less than desirable. For a long time Ryan and I have tried to figure out a way to like these fish, considering every once in a while one steals his bait and he ends up with one. This time around, however, we have a winner.
After catching his latest bluefish, Ryan texted me to say that we would be having one for dinner. I was less than thrilled. He texted me to ask what a good side would be for the bluefish and my only thought and response was "ick, nothing".
The bluefish is found worldwide, including the Mediterranean and Black Seas, in temperate to tropical waters, although sporadic in occurrence and location. The following list includes additional details on where to catch this fish:
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During my first years in the salt, striped bass stocks were in sorry shape; but Long Island Sound teemed with big bluefish. Lordy, they were everywhere. And it quickly became apparent that bluefish were wired differently than any other finned critter I had ever known.
Casting this projectile proved problematic, still much to his credit Old Yellow Eyes immediately gave chase. And within a few heaves the beach whistle landed a bluefish, which I imagine would have surprised the original owner.
Little wonder then that most fly fishers believe bluefish have absolutely no sense of caution. Not true, my friend. At times blues can be spooked. I first found this out on Block Island, in a spot called New Harbor. From a high jetty wall, I saw choppers cruising the channel. It was easy to get them to charge the fly, but they invariably lost interest and flared off. I changed flies, and later changed retrieve speeds. It had me buffaloed.
No discussion of bluefish is complete without mention of their raw power. Yes, bluefish can run, jump, and yank your arm with the best of them. And in this vigorous process, they bust up gobs of gear, to which any tackle store owner will smilingly attest. Bluefish are good for business.
The fish that delivered the knock-out punch was the biggest bluefish I ever hooked. This behemoth measured over a yard in length and was as big around as a volleyball. We locked horns in a shallow rip filled with menhaden, their silvery sides flashing in the moonlight.
We fished out of Montauk, ostensibly for black seabass and gigantic porgies, which we laid into something fierce. All the while, though, I was hoping to get into some bluefish. Why? I can catch fish that taste like seabass and porgies here in California, but we have nothing like bluefish in the North Pacific.
Tuna? Tilefish? World record seabass? Shark? Shark. Had to be a shark. Finally, about 15 minutes in, we saw the fish. It was a bluefish. A big one. And it was hooked in the gill plate, so it could swim freely. No wonder Anita was having a tough time! nearly 20 minutes in we gaffed the fish and brought it aboard. Easily 15 pounds, maybe more than that.
It was the only bluefish we caught that day, but it was enough. Anita can catch blues whenever she wants, so she was nice enough to give me this fish, which we filleted and I brought home on the airplane. I smoked it the next day, and it was awesome! Tasted like the old days.
The next day I smoked it over alder for 4 hours, never letting the temperature top 200F. When it came off the smoker, I painted the bluefish with some maple syrup and then sprinkled on a spice mix of cracked black pepper, crushed juniper, mustard seed, celery seed and thyme.
This recipe works really well with smoked shad or mackerel. And while bluefish pâté is my go-to, bluefish are also a good fish to use for rillettes or as a substitute for salmon in salmon dip, or smoked trout in smoked trout dip.
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