Lack of writing

Dear faithful reader, Apologies that the meat and potatoes of the blog (writing + food being killed, cooked, and/or eaten) has been drenched by periods of absence – but there is good reason for it, and it will be uncovered shortly.  For now, two of the better menus of this week… pacific gold oysters sauvignon …

Fishes for Grandpa

My good friend Keith said that he spent a half hour the other day watching my Youtube spearfishing videos, “back when [I] used to be good.”  I’m old. Washed up…slow reaction time now.  I felt I was being axed like Kobe Bryant.  It’s true and I deserved that fire to be lit under my arse …

The Making of LARDO from a Pig Hunt (part 1)

WARNING?  (Graphic pictures) You don’t need a warning. You already know what this blog is about.  Two cups of coffee, Nine shots of espresso, a six-pack of celebratory beer at 2pm, and now my 4th glass of (box) wine at 3am, I’m finally ready to write, so here goes… The duck legs that were rubbed in a special …

First Hunt

picture above: Rams hillside in the morning My parents aren’t hunters. My Grandparents aren’t hunters.  Even my GREAT grandparents weren’t hunters.  But somewhere along the line, maybe two-THOUSAND years ago, my ancestahs was hunters.  That’s a FACT!  Either that, or I was adopted. My dad went to MIT – then Harvard, my Brother – Yale, …