It's crawfish season in Arkansas. Maybe it's crawfish season everywhere, I don't know, but I participated in the eating of 25 pounds of the little red lobsters and it was a fun affair. They were from "Grandma's Best" after all, and boiled in a whole lot of salt water.Actually, I like a crawfish boil for…
I have fond, peculiar memories of a glass jar sitting on the fireplace mantle, holding a liquid that constantly reinvented itself. It changed by the day, by the hour sometimes, from something strange to something more recognizable. This liquid, as it turns out, is intensely good for you, a drinkable yogurt full of good bacteria,…
One of the questions I get most often from interviewers is "what is your favorite wild animal dish?"I always describe this one.From the first moment I tasted it, it earned itself a special place in the crevices of my mind.This is a whole wild hog, marinated for days and then smoked for many hours.There is…
I have a friend named Nate. The first time I heard about him, I was told he was brewing beer in his bathtub.I was intrigued.Nate also makes wine.Nate is also a scientist. This lead me to believe that wine making is over my head. But it turns out it's not really.I spent some time with…
This post should really be called, "How to Butcher a Pig in Flip Flops."You see, I was having breakfast. A Greek yogurt with strawberry jam to be exact. And it occurred to me that I needed to butcher the Javelina if I was going to have it for dinner.So I marched out to the barn…
They say that there's more than one way to skin a cat. But as far as I know, there's really only one way to skin a pig. And anyway, I think they're lying about the cat.If you've ever been to a butcher shop, this looks a little bit like what you'll see there. Except we're…
As you may recall, I went apple picking with an old college friend not too long ago. It was an attempt to re-live those cool, crisp New England days.But seeing as it was 104 degrees, and we were sweaty, I don't think it was really a walk down memory lane.But we got apples. And I…
But first you have to shoot it. Just after sunrise.Preferably over a cotton field.Near sunflowers. Dead ones. Doves love dead sunflowers. I do too. I also love dead dove. It tastes like liver, the pudding of the gods.You can read about dead sunflowers in the last chapter of Food Heroes. I love them. More than…
Remember yesterday how I showed you a glimpse of a strange figure in a hazmat suit wandering through the woods?
That was my dad.
He only comes out of his hiding place to feed the bees. My interactions with him are solely when he's wearing netted head gear.
Just kidding.
But we do both have…