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Smoked White Fish When we (way-back) visited my grand parents, Granny Schultz would sometimes send me to the corner market on Montrose Ave (Chicago) to buy some smoked fish for lunch.  I learned to love it. But, we moved East, and I don't think I had smoked whitefish again for a millennium because—where would you buy it in Maryland?  Recently some confluences brought it back.  First, I watch all of those Alaska shows (like Life Below Zero).  Those people catch and eat their own food, and whitefish is a staple.  So it was on my mind. And then this.  I was shopping in BJ's a year ago and, hey! they were selling smoked whitefish.  I bought some.  Wife wun't have thing to do with it, for some reason?  So I ate it all, over a period of a few days.  Today, there's some in the fridge all the time.  Lately, at the BJ's  check-out,  people in line, or even the checker, will ask what the heck is that?  Are there bones? (Yes, but the flesh just falls off of them).  How do you prepare it? (You slice off a chunk, and eat it.)  A 4 oz. slab will cost you 240 calories.  And make you dream of Eskimo women (lot of protein).  It's good stuff.