That brown thing glistening in the florescent light is a whole hog. It has been roasting on that big grill all day. The man puffing a cigar is my host Paul Michael and in his hand is a nice cold PBR. "I don't drink it cause it's cheap, I drink it cause it's deelicious," he…
We spent a lot of time in a cold wet deer stand this weekend. And sometimes you have to entertain yourself as a distraction from your numb toes. So Freddie Black, the commissioner of fish and game in AR (and also my hunting partner), stole my camera from behind me and started snapping photos.
That's my…
I just returned from a beautiful place. It was a deer hunting lodge along the Mississippi river near Lake Village, Arkansas. The weekend was filled with a remarkable set of characters from the surrounding south, a whole roasted pig dripping with molasses and bacon, good scotch and cigars, and good guitar playing. And it was…
We have a place that we go to every year on the highway. It is a place where burly Canadians come and display their Christmas trees. I look forward to finding that perfect tree... it's a bit of a treasure hunt. Everyone has their own style. I look for nice balance and proportions, a little…
Because it's Monday. And because we're all strange birds at heart. This was Loretta hanging out in the kitchen the other day. She lives inside... it's one saga of a story, but she enjoys herself. And cracks me up.
I just had a very Norman Rockwell evening. Warm food and Christmas carol singing and advent wreath making... it began with a church potluck down the road. The same church that every member of my family seems to have gone through...in birth, marriage, or death. It's a place where everybody knows my name... like on…
There are few things more gratifying than cooking a meal entirely from things you have grown. This Thanksgiving we spent as much time outdoors collecting ingredients as we did indoors cooking them.
First, we cut these baby brussels sprouts from the garden. They were strange things this year. We waited and waited for them to get…
In honor of "Black Friday," I thought we could all use a little perspective.
Meet my favorite sheep. I don't know her name. But she's my favorite. I'll call her Bertha. Bertha knows how to keep it real even when there's three babies biting her udders and a strange girl taking video of her. Bertha just…
I am about to step outside into the biggest travel day of the year. I'm a little scared. I've never done this before. I'm usually a hop, skip and a jump away from where I need to be on the holidays. So this is new territory for me.
It also means I don't get to cook…