Trout On The Table – Part 3 TROUT BAKED IN FOIL While I’d argue, perhaps with some vehemence, that nothing quite matches fresh-caught trout fried over an open fire in a backcountry campsite, perhaps with a side dish of ramps and branch lettuce or fried potatoes...
TROUT ON THE TABLE – TROUT OMELET This is a fine breakfast dish but can be served at any meal. If used for dinner or supper a green salad or fruit mix is a nice accompaniment, while at breakfast a cathead biscuit partners up in mighty fine fashion. 2 cups cooked...
TROUT ON THE TABLE One of the more frequently used quotations from 19th century wilderness wanderer, writer, and philosopher Henry David Thoreau suggests that “some men fish all their lives without knowing it is not really the fish they are after.” Perhaps that is...
CHICKEN STEW Chicken soup is associated with being a bit under the weather for good reason. It’s nutritious, tasty, filling and somehow seems just the thing for when, as Grandpa Joe would have put it, “a body is ailing a bit.” Curiously, I don’t remember Grandma...
SQUIRREL AND DUMPLINGS High Country Comfort Foods: Part 2 Although the grand comeback stories of the white-tailed deer and wild turkey have relegated the humble bushytail to a place well down the ladder when it comes to game species favored by hunters, for several...
HIGH COUNTRY COMFORT FOODS: Part 1 “A body can get the miseries or suffer from mollygrubs most any time,” my Grandpa Joe used to say, “but somehow they seem to come most often in the dead of winter.” He had a bunch of what he considered surefire remedies for these...
If the Spirit of Christmas embraces things such as love of family, togetherness, warm feelings, goodness, excitement and faith, then my mother was the quintessence of that spirit. Many adjectives seem appropriate when describing her love of life in general,...
In today’s world, obtaining the family Christmas tree involves nothing more than a stop at a store, viewing trees stacked side-by-side in a vacant lot, or retrieving an artificial tree from the attic. Real “adventure” in obtaining the family tree involves going to a...
Porches were a place where you could be at peace with the world…a stage for stories. In yesteryear one of many blessings, what folks living in my native heath, the Great Smoky Mountains of North Carolina, tended to take for granted was that they could enjoy...
Jim Casada contemplates the art and romance in the literature of turkey hunting and the world of sporting, wildlife literature at large. The malady of bibliomania exhibits varying symptoms. Some collectors are perfectly happy to do little more than gaze on lovely yet...
