The RV Chronicles — Lightning fast chicken & dumplings … just like Mamaw’s

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I’ve always figured that my daughter was my true kindred spirit. But when I mentioned that I had chicken gizzards in the freezer, I was shocked to hear that she wanted a mess o’ dumplings — chicken and dumplings, that is … with gizzards as the main. Truth is, one can add anything to dumplings. […]

The RV Chronicles — Fond memories of campfire fried potatoes

Campfire Fried Potatoes — A simple memory-making side

Cane fishing poles. Cold grape soda. The beckoning aroma of bacon, onions and potatoes cooking beneath a canopy of loblolly pines, sassafras and water oak. The setting played itself out annually between 1977 and about 1982 at Tyler State Park in northeast Texas, about 10 minutes off Interstate 20. Every spring. Just Dad and me. […]

The RV Chronicles – Alone and lonely

Smoked Sausage w/ Parmesan Pink Sauce — No one needs to know this took 20 minutes.

I am awakened each morning by an alarm clock and a 1960s sitcom. My hand, by habit, extends to my right and finds nothing except mattress. I’m alone. When I cook, it’s mainly for one person. And only one towel hangs in my tiny bathroom. There is no dog sneaking beneath my bed. Nor is […]

The RV Chronicles — Thank goodness we’re not total kindred spirits (Recipe: Ancho Braised Short Rib Sandwich)

Ancho Braised Short Rib Sandwich

I’m a smarty pants. Always have been. Don’t know why. So is Baby Girl. Thankfully though, she didn’t inherit my ‘go down with my middle fingers in the air’ temperament. In all fairness, I graduated from that approach some years ago. But at 17, my daughter’s age, I was a young man with an inexplicable […]

The RV Chronicles — Tailgating at the Jimmy Rockford (Recipe: Brats in a Blanket w/ Caramelized Kraut)

Brats in a Blanket w/ Caramelized Kraut — Ultimate football food

This ain’t no stadium parking lot and the only games being watched are piped through tacky little parabolas mounted atop cinder blocks. But it’s a tailgating atmosphere any time the mosquitoes are buzzing. A stroll to the laundry room, pool or trash dumpster brings an audible cornucopia of soundtracks — everything from Kenny Chesney to […]

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

Barbecue Stuffed Baked Potatoes — It's all in there.

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 — Living más at lot 27 (Recipe: Crunchy Grilled Burritos)

Crunch Grilled Burrito — Want to live más? Make a run to your own kitchen.

So, the big news this week is not much. But it is enough to sustain us. We traveled to the Piney Woods and I was able to take a shower in a reasonably sized tub. Also, my doctor didn’t lecture me this time. Baby Girl, on the other hand, landed her left foot in a […]

The RV Chronicles — Rambling on: A September letter home

Smoked Polish Sausage & Sauerkraut — Simple heartiness

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

Cheesy Summer Squash Galette — There's plenty of summer in that there pastry.

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 RV Chronicles — Missing my rock

Crispy Pork Belly Sliders — No matter the toppings, this might just be the perfect sandwich.

Though kicking it in the Jimmy Rockford is an adventure like few others in my life, the blues have still emerged from the right side of my queen-sized mattress. If sappy isn’t your style, scroll on down to the recipe. Catherine – Remember that time you were in New Jersey and I was in Texas? […]