I got up at 5:30am for the third part of that rockin Sonoma weekend I had. It was hosted by Alan Campbell, a photographer, hunter, cook, farmer, abalone diver, wine maker... the list goes on. Suffice it to say, I want to be like him.
The plan was to go turkey hunting on his friend Charlie's…
The second part of this Down Home Downtown Weekend was... can you guess it?
The Downtown part.
I think this whole concept represents my life in a weirdly accurate way. For example, when I was a kid, I went to high school in Manhattan, with characters like Ivanka Trump. But then at the end of the day…
I just had one of those weekends for the record books. I'm not sure how it happened really. It just did. It started with a passing invitation and culminated in an itinerary entitled "Georgia's Down Home Downtown Weekend." And that it was.
It all began with these chickens.
And some very large and colorful roosters.
They all had…
Grandma P. and I had a recent exchange via Gmail, as we are prone to do. We like to talk about projects. And radio programs. She tells me what Arthur Schwartz and Joan Hamburg are up to in New York and I tell her what the latest title of my book is. She has much…
I'm into liquids this week, what can I say?
I'm not a big alcohol drinker as you know, seeing as it makes me rather pink in the face. However. I can appreciate alcohol produced on a truly craft level. For example, I'm mildly obsessed with this certain secret whiskey that I'm going to tell you about…
No, it's not Thanksgiving silly. It's April. Also known as turkey hunting season in certain paradigms.
My very first hunt was for turkey. It was deep in the Arkansas delta, on a three-thousand acre hunting preserve that runs five miles up the length of the great Mississippi. It was Spring, early on a Saturday morning after…
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I was on the winding road to Tamales Bay the other day to eat oysters, and drink a cold beverage, and drink oysters, and the air smelled incredible.
It was the eucalyptus trees. I opened every roof and window in the car. And sucked…
This is really hard. But today, I'm going to send back the last box.
I've been getting my book in its various stages from my publisher over the past several months. And I get to open the box and peruse it and nit pick, and wonder if it's too late to crawl under a rock, and…
In honor of spring, there was a hurricane at Tulipwood.
Massive trees that have been around since my great grandfather went down like dominoes. One hit another, which hit another, which hit another... and down they went, and up came the roots.
This one was outside the kitchen door. It was extremely tall.
It was one of the…