Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
Lawyer has been up here turkey hunting since last Wednesday afternoon. One of a succession of hunters turning their hand at gracing their Thanksgiving table with a wild bird.
Did you know that nine out of ten consumers think that wild birds taste better than your basic factory-raised, store-bought bird?
Coq au Vin
Pronounced - coke oh vah - literally translates to chicken with wine. Courtesy of Chef Andy Mueller.
Do you ever get the impression that American popular culture is on rare occasion unable to rise above all of the other civilized cultures in the world?
You know what I mean. Really shine. Culturally-speaking.
We've been watching some finches casing-out one of the asparagus ferns hanging on the front porch.
First house finches.
Early one morning last week I stopped to visit my dad on the way to the day job.
Dad's in hospice care now and It's handy that St. Camillus is on the way to and from work.
Awesome acoustic guitar work by Ellis Paul to start your weekend people...
It has been an interesting weekend.
Braumeister has been rising at 4 AM each morning in a perfectly futile hunt for the elusive wild turkey.
Some Republicans have evidently thought that they have to kind of move to the left of the center or move to the middle in order to win, Palin said during a speech in Rosemont, Ill. I’m saying, No, no, no, no, no. You win by letting the middle move to you.
Start the weekend with a trip down memory lane...
This last mother's day I discovered a intricately woven cup nest in one of the hanging baskets located on my front porch.
Those of you who know me also know that there is practically nothing I like better than a good reptile or amphibian.
If push came to shove I could even sell snake oil.
Life in the wilds of Wauwatosa can be cruel sometimes.
Take - for instance - the nest that the mourning doves built on a tiny ledge of my neighbor's house. Mourning doves aren't very bright and their nests are notoriously flimsy. This one in particular was ill-conceived and poorly concealed. Last week I returned from the day job to find a crow dining on the last of the baby doves in the middle of my driveway.
It is the start of the holiday weekend people. Time for grilling, gardening and the Muppets!
I'll be serious by Sunday.
Today is Memorial Day. The solemn occasion of remembrance for those who have died in military service.
Somebody over at the Tosa Town Square posted a thought-provoking quotation by Ronald Reagan and a very touching news link.