The RV Chronicles — Lucky Me

I‘m fortunate. Extremely. As I’m gallivanting around the nation’s fourth largest city and relaxing most evenings in some fairly comfortable digs, my wife remains on Chestnut Lane trying to ready our home for sale. There’s still school, soccer games and doctor appointments for the boy, but only one of us is there to commandeer. There […]

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 […]

The Unorthodox Epicure — Southern Pan Fried Chicken and a visit with Mr. D

I’ve had more favorite fried chicken versions than Henry VIII had wives. For most of my years, my father’s Sunday Fried Chicken was the best. But along the way, I favored Kentucky Fried Chicken (only for a few days in 1976), the drumsticks served by the Fairmont Hotel in Dallas, the Peg Legs once offered […]

Confession No. 15 — I’m an aspiring pizza snob, and I have the peel to prove it (Recipe: Cast Iron Chicago Style Pizza)

Have you ever met anyone who doesn’t lay claim to their family’s version of a certain dish being among the best ever? Better yet, are you guilty of such braggadocio? I am. If you are Italian, it’s akin to boasting about your grandmother’s Sunday gravy (the Italian tomato-based type). For most Southerners, fried chicken and […]