It was an afternoon like many that I’ve come to experience, meaning one with wandering thoughts and a craving in my stomach. This time it happened to be thoughts of shrimp on the grill. More specifically, a shrimp scampi type…
I really love salmon. Really love it. In fact, some evenings I just want to grill some salmon, pull the shades, dim the lights and play soft music while I eat it. No, I don’t want to do that at…
Days like these just don’t come around enough for my liking. High blue skies with nary a cloud to be seen, accompanied by the rhythmic chirps of the nesting birds, the sarcastic snarls of our lovely squirrel population, and the…
A simple question posed online by a social media friend started a long and eye-opening discussion. I will add that this is a person that I have actually met, not a virtual “friend” that simply follows along to be nosey…
It was a great day for a little experimental chicken. No, I’m not talking about those monster experimental chickens from old man Hutchins’ farm down the rock road, you know, just off the hard road and past the actual life-size photo…
Blue skies and continuous sunshine form a perfect backdrop to search for rainbows, four-leaf clovers, and wee leprechauns up to their mischievous shenanigans. Indeed, it’s also a great time for us pit jockeys to practice our craft, and today of…
There it was, just sitting there, deboned and ready to be consumed in it’s purest form. Now if your initial thoughts just spun like a roulette wheel, finally teetering on a glass bowl filled with leftover rotisserie chicken, you’re not…
Within just a couple of days, an evening dusting of snow was transformed into a lazy, freezing rain, itself only lasting until the temperature dictated that any more precipitation would be in the form of rain. Shortly after, the sun…
It came in an unmarked, brown paper package, and my pulse quickened, hoping this was the item I ordered on impulse. I ran my hands over the package, indeed detecting the outline of my obsessive purchase, a well-dated, and well-used,…
His name was Al. Al Paca. It wasn’t really. I just made that up. Doesn’t matter though. His name could’ve been anything because as we happened to see each other across the walking paths of the local farmers market, it…
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