99 Pieces of Fish in the Fridge: Part I

My husband went fishin’ with the menfolk this past weekend (you have to say fishin’ if you want to sound cool). I stayed home, which was fine with this particular wimmenfolk, because it was 95°F in the shade, and there isn’t much shade in a boat in the middle of a lake.  Apparently the fish were really biting, and hubby came home with a ton (well maybe closer to 20 pounds) of fish. I can’t for the life of me remember what species they were other than aquatic and not catfish.  

Of course [...]