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.
I was determined to make sauerkraut.
Made you look!
Some time ago I stopped at Metcalf's Sentry on the way home from the day job. Ribs were on my mind and ribs I bought for smoking on the Weber Kettle. Out of the corner of my eye I spied some pork tenderloins. They were on sale - some sort of Manager's Special - and they called out to me. So I took those home along with the ribs. They've been sitting in the freezer ever since.
Yesterday I decided to do something about getting them out of the freezer and on the table.
The boys and I are safely ensconced in deer camp. Lawyer, Sid, Mennonite and Braumeister. Girlfriend is the only person of the female persuasion around.
And she's having a ball - mid-day grouse and woodcock hunting was just the ticket!
Things were looking rather grim this morning. Gray skies, 40 degrees and rain.
Vast flocks of cranes flying overhead and raising a heckuva racket as they staged for their winter migration.
More rain this morning - precisely at shooting time. But not as cold.
Hunting activity seems to have picked-up with more shooting in the distance and from neighboring woodlots.
Wrapping-up both figuratively and literally.
No deer camp should be without this handy device.
I've been finding these in the garden or on the driveway on warm and sunny fall days.
We interrupt your regularly-scheduled programming to bring you this word from the Big Fat Middle.
In a continuing struggle for relevancy the Republican Party has taken renewed pride in their showing in a new Washington Post/ABC News poll. Do I hear a vote of confidence anyone?
Tap your tootsies to a duet by a couple of my favorite artists...
Aka Bog Sucker, Bog Bird, Night Partridge, Doodle Bird, Whistling Snipe, or Pewee - the American Woodcock – Scolopax minor is a fascinating critter.
A short-legged, chunky bird with rounded wings suited to flight in heavy cover - it sports a two-and-a-half inch long bill for probing the soil in search of its principle diet - earthworms. The woodcock’s mottled plumage of gray and brown with black bars resembles leaf litter- providing near perfect camouflage against the forest floor.
Start your weekend with a catchy tune by Dolores O'Riordan in all her hotness...