The RV Chronicles — Wrapping up a summer by the bay (Recipe: Barbecue Stuffed Baked Potatoes)

If anyone six months ago had told me that I’d spend a good part of my summer picking apart Houston-area Tex-Mex restaurants and showering in a space the size of small closet, I’d have warned them to lay off the sauce. But life sometimes has a funny way of happening.  One minute I’m on the phone […]

The RV Chronicles — My own Walden … Sort of (Recipe: Chuck Wagon Stew)

If Henry David Thoreau made solitude seem attractive, the Jimmy Rockford makes it downright delicious. I no doubt miss conversations with my bride, and even the occasional dog bark or bickering match between children. But my oft loneliness these days rewards me with unexpected replays of long forgotten memories. One of those recollections came on […]

The RV Chronicles — So, I needed some comfort

If you’re one of my loyal 15 followers, you might remember that I created last week’s dish after abusing myself over making campout food for the past few weeks. Truth is, I really enjoyed the calamari and pasta and such … but I also have a fondness for food that is cooked non-traditionally, at least […]

The RV Chronicles — Back to the days of the Badger Patrol

Convenience is a word best left to describe other cooks, because I’m anything but in the kitchen. Sure, I’ve marinated my fair share of stuff in bottled dressings and I’ve used a few prepared sauces here and there. Plus I flip the Kitchen Aid and VitaMix switches like there’s no tomorrow. But when my family […]

The RV Chronicles — Rambling on: A September letter home

September 3, 2015 Catherine – Seeing you and the boy this past weekend was a shot in the arm for my spirits. I’ve really enjoyed my time with Alexandra here in the Jimmy Rockford, but I think both of us needed a dose of you. It’s been life as usual since you left. I come […]

The RV Chronicles — Taking out the trash and taking in stories

I walk almost daily with a bag or two of garbage to our RV park dumpster. Most might think of such a task as routine and downright dull. But I see it differently. During my 200 yard roundtrip, I see people’s stories. Some homes are used as they were intended — as temporary dwellings. I […]