You should have heard him squeal. It was his first fish and I don't know who was more tickled, him, his dad...or me. He even told the fish he loved him and he wanted to kiss it. So...what the heck, a little fish spit won't hurt anyone.
If you look at all the faces you'd think we were going to feed them poison. In actuality they were flown in alive from Maine, cooked perfectly, and absolutely delicious.