We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
My mother used to prepare salt cod. It was "ok" but not great. She would soak it over night and refresh the water a couple times during the day. Not too bad in "chowda" but not too good breaded and fried. Kinda chewy. BUT it came in these really cool wooden boxes with a slide lid. Me and my brother would fight over who would get the box. I must have had a couple dozen of these at one time. Don't have any idea what happened to them. The salt cod was so cheap back then that I think the box was worth more than the fish.