![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() My mother had rented the house as she would three other homes in Greenwich, because it gave the illusion of magnificent proprietorship. I had found them, and the pond was my rightful hunting ground. We did not own the house, the estate, the pond, or the largemouth bass, but I still thought of the fish as my fish. They were the biggest largemouth bass I had ever seen, and they lived in a pond ten minutes’ walk from my house on a large estate in the backwoods of Greenwich, Connecticut, perhaps the most famously wealthy town in America. Four Fish: The Future of the Last Wild Food ![]()
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