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…
Pitside Therapy Provides Calm – And Scallops. Delicious Cast Iron Seared Scallops.
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…
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…
A Guy, A Grill, A Rack Of Ribs, And A Side Of Reflection
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…
Alpaca Sliders, Because, Why Not?
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…
Cajun Shrimp & Hickory Smoked Grits: Ayeeeee!
The winds that blew this day were quite impressive. Tipping chairs threatened pitside while tree limbs bent as over as to greet me with the few clinging leaves they still possessed. Indeed, various types of debris flying by at light…
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…
Pizza Cones, Bacon Weaves, and Whaddya Know, Geometry Finally Matters
It took decades, but I finally got to put that old geometry class to use, sort of. You know, the old “How much volume does that cone have?” sort of thing. It was an important question too, as I had…
Rosemary Chicken with Fennel and Red Onion in White Wine Broth
It was a simple notation on our kitchen calendar, but all of a sudden, there it was, the first day of Fall. Not that Mother Nature agreed though. In fact, she disagreed so strongly that the sound of humming air…
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…
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