For those who live on the "riva", it's something special to see the changes that she undergoes
through the year and there is something extra special about that first pulse of life that brings in the spring. In this modern day of electricity and travel by air, we have lost the value of those fish that signified survival of a long winter and the beginning of times with full bellies.
My "Nanar" cooked the roe wrapped in bacon and packaged up in wax paper, fried in a cast iron skillet. When the paper was brown, the roe was firm and the bacon was done.