The Unorthodox Epicure — Barbecued Spiced Fish

Barbecued Spiced Fish —

Store-bought barbecue rubs are a lot like the jars of salsa that sit across the aisle. They’re a dime a dozen. Sure, most of them deliver on their promise, but there are very few varieties out there that are truly special. Lucky me, I found one. It’s from a very small company called Rubbin’ Right. […]

The RV Chronicles — Makin’ bacon at the ‘Jimmy Rockford’ (Recipe: Bacon Burnt Ends)

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A Sunday morning rarely goes by without me lamenting. No, I’m not sad that I’ve chosen to stay a while in an RV down by the Galveston Bay. Neither am I upset that — after six years writing these pages — I have but 20 loyal followers. It’s really about the eggs. And bacon. Though […]

The RV Chronicles — Baby Girl isn’t a baby any more (Recipe: Brats en Brochette)

Brats en Brochette — Cheese-stuffed. Bacon-wrapped. Excellent tailgating fare.

I knew it would happen. I wished for it, in fact. But now that it has arrived, I’m a bit melancholy. Baby Girl has grown up. Long gone are the days of father-daughter outings to Applebee’s for mac & cheese. She’s a calamari connoisseur these days. Baby Girl has traded Sailor Moon for Sephora. It […]

The RV Chronicles — There’s no place like our (tiny) home (Recipe: Grilled Summer Squash)

Grilled Summer Squash —

It’s been about a year since I began chronicling the exploits of my so-called temporary life in a recreational vehicle. If you’re among my faithful 17 readers, you’re aware of pretty much every frustration I’ve experienced here — from showering in a microwave-sized tub to being bored and quite lonely. Those daily doldrums, though, have […]

The RV Chronicles — Channeling the Mountain State at the ‘Jimmy Rockford’ (Recipe: West Virginia Hot Dogs)

The West Virginia Hot Dog — Take me home, country road.

It all began over lunch in the communications suite. One of my co-workers mentioned something about her father digging on West Virginia Hot Dogs. ‘What’s that?’ I asked. ‘It’s just a hot dog with chili and slaw,’ she replied. My interest, already piqued at the mere mention of a new (to me) style of hot […]

The RV Chronicles — Batten down the ‘Jimmy Rockford’ hatches (Recipe: Grilled Peel & Eat Shrimp)

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It was almost a year ago that I applied for a new job position on a whim. Though I’m one of the few people in this world whose Mondays are (really) my Fridays, I needed a change in locale. So, I moved from the 42nd largest city in Texas to the 4th largest city in […]

The RV Chronicles — Damn these wayfaring wildcatters (Recipe: Korean Grilled Pork Chops)

Korean Grilled Pork Chops —

Admit it. You’ve experienced that strange feeling of elation when a for sale sign pops up in the neighbor’s yard. Me too. But I’m feeling the opposite this week … Except there was no warning. Or warning sign, as it were. I’ve talked here before about my neighbors. In this park of 50 or so […]

The RV Chronicles — Sweet Black Pepper Sauced Scallops w/ Bacon

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My family is odd. First, I have a child who’ll eat canned tuna day and night but won’t touch fresh Gulf shrimp with a ten-foot pole.  Then, there’s the offspring who noshes on sushi rolled in spiders’ legs but complains about a single mushroom on a pizza. And my bride will eat just about anything […]

The RV Chronicles — I’ve done salted my peanuts with my TV watching

Sure, the neighbors were looking as I breathed a sigh of relief.

When I’m not hand-washing dishes to the tunes of Whiskey River or Mojo Hand, I’m mostly plying stubborn wrinkles with a tiny iron that leaks when on steam mode. My background ironing music? Mostly television shows that are largely forgotten or ignored by awards committees. About a year before heading out on this trek, we […]

The RV Chronicles — Johnny Cash, a teen flautist and Adam’s Little Astrodome (Recipe: Grilled Chuck Steak Salad)

Grilled Chuck Steak Salad — Simple. Healthy. Delicious.

There’s nothing like grilling to the sounds of Willie Nelson, the Foo Fighters and Johnny Cash. Throw in a little Roy Orbison and a 16-year-old flute player practicing Coldplay’s Clocks from the rear bedroom of an RV, and you have yourself a true cooking soundtrack. The flautist (and piccolo player) is my baby girl. Alexandra […]