Some people argue over barbecue like religion. I am rather ecumenical when it comes to eating barbecue. I will worship at your flames and join you at your table if great care, skill, and love goes into your meat. To clarify I am from the reformed denomination of Southern Pork BBQ. This isn’t an article … Continue reading
There was an old taxidermy and deer processing shop down in UpState South Carolina. This shop was around the side of the owners house, so it was pretty much open all the time for dropping off meat, but all the buzz was on Saturday morning. Saturday morning was not just buzzing because it was the … Continue reading
*Yes, this is a summer receipt right here in winter time, but here in the South- we pulled it off in the last of the “shortsleeve days”. I’m a Southern Soulfood guy. We do Lowcountry, farm and field to table, Creole, meat and potatoes, BBQ- that sort of stuff. But we fish. When we have … Continue reading
They are pretty. Kids love them. Okay, everybody loves them. Here are my Frenched and Smoked Chicken Legs. Prepare Grill with Lump Charcoal and Hickory Chunks. Set up indirect heat and get it smoking at 200 degrees. Prepare Chicken Legs by cutting off the “knuckle” with heavy kitchen shears. Push the meat down into a … Continue reading
While I had the paint out I cranked out this little painting of the front of our home. Continue reading
When I was a senior in high school, I learned to fly fish with my dad in the mountains of North Carolina. We had a place up on Beech Mountain and I guess because A River Runs Through It just came out we had to do what every white guy it America was doing- big … Continue reading
Thanksgiving is a unique among holidays. Rivaled closely by Independence Day, by far the one I look forward to the most. Perhaps it’s the weather in North Carolina or the football we watch and play. I know it is the big one, with abundance of family and friends, just enough so you can all love … Continue reading
The back of my neck and hands are red and burning, there are multiple layers of sunscreen in the creases of my ears, nose and into my hair that is wild and greasy. It got to where we never saw a point in showering proper because in an hour or so we’d be covered in shrimp … Continue reading
It was cold and rainy Saturday. My wife, Casey, and the three older boys took off in the early morning to an out of town AAU basketball game. Spending a day along with a two year old isn’t something I’ve done in awhile. We had a blast, we watched Curious George, we ate gold fish, … Continue reading
