Unscheduled Days And Pondering Skies, A Pit Jockey’s Dream
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…
The Chicken Experiment: One For The Win Column
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…
Fall Harvest On A Plate: Pork Tenderloin Over Apples, Red Onions and Squash
Any lingering doubts have been pushed to the side and run over like a door greeter at a Black Friday sale. Fall has arrived, apparently bringing the start of winter along for the ride. And as is usually the case, accompanying…
BBQ Pumpkin Glazed Salmon and Shrimp.
I finally caved. Well, it’s more of a compromise than a caving, I suppose. I’m talking about pumpkin spice, and how it has infiltrated every flavor profile out there, showing itself to be just as invasive as those late summer…
Grilled Swordfish Topped With Smoke Roasted Salsa
The morning view from the deck was a damp one, courtesy of the charcoal sketched skies that on this day, decided to grace us with a slow, peaceful, soaking rain. They are a comforting thing, these soft rains, with seemingly…
Shrimp Grill, All Because Of A Hankerin’ For Grilled Red Onions
The last of the hummingbirds had made their way through our little refuge, soaking in the sugar water and providing one last performance of the season. With their departure, it seems, the daylight also decided to wind down, retiring earlier…
Wokin’ the Wok: Beef and Broccoli Stir Fry
In the world of low and slow barbecue, today would be an opposite sort of day. No pit side lounging, no sipping of a refreshing beverage whilst daydreaming next to a backdrop of swirling, ribbons of smoke. In other words, no…
Pecan Smoked Jerk Pork with Grill Roasted Beets
Water droplets hung like lingering teardrops from a bad relationship. It was, of course, the rains. Day after day, sometimes heavy, sometimes like today. Just a swirling mist that mimics an ocean spray. Not biblical proportions mind you, but enough that…
Irish Lamb Stew With Guinness
The once cold breezes and morning fog are no longer a match for the new season’s sun. And once that sun gets a foothold, the air warms rapidly, signifying winter’s retreat. The time of year suggests change in our grilling habits as…
A Tale About Kale
It was to be a day of confusion, of opposites if you will. Although the beautiful, mild day demanded that the grill be smoking like the wispy, ribbonlike streams of a newfound genie lamp, the backyard environs would not offer the familiar…
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