Adventures in food, travel, and backcountry kitchens
The country owes a lot to Teddy Roosevelt, including the quote that titles this blog entry. Roosevelt’s vision around conservation is credited with inspiring much of the national park system–and …
To think that wagon trains used to take months to get to the west, and sometimes there were…um…adventures (see: Donner Party). Nowadays, of course, one can drive half way across …
After a long drive along a bunch of interstates (and a few blue highways), I’m in Stoughton, Wisconsin, a town of about 12,000 on the Yahara River about 30 miles …
Sailors, survivalists, and hikers have been eating pilot bread and other long-lasting dense breads for quite some time–although I confess that I’ve never found much of a taste for it …
Our goal with this blog is just to have fun, of course, and we never expected to collect a ton of followers (and those of you not reading this have …
Over the years, I had some terrific conversations with my friend Kevin while standing over a grill. Prepping meals outside in all sorts of weather, we covered a lot of …
One of these days, I’ll surely grow up. But as I drag my feet in that process, my good friend KB’s son Max seems to be accelerating. Max is nine …
Caveman graffiti from an old Far Side comic, quoted in the title above, inspired our most recent primal cooking experience. This past weekend, we lucked into a last minute cancellation …
When a task is easy or effortless, it’s sometimes called a “cakewalk.” Suzy was first introduced to the term at her grammar school fair, where she bought a ticket, walked …
First, some background: a few months back, we had a scheme to catch Dungeness crabs while on a kayaking trip in Glacier Bay, Alaska. The plan was to cook them …
