THERE ARE MANY WAYS TO CATCH A FISH: casting, netting, spearfishing, gigging. Every summer, my family and I made the trek to Grand Isle, for a two-week vacation. By day, my seven siblings and I swam in the surf, fished and crabbed, but once the sun dropped and the lights of the oil rigs twinkled against the night sky, we hit the beach with our kerosene lanterns to gig for flounder.
We walked slowly through the surf, searching for small mounds of humped sand on the
