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.
Here's a blast from the past. Pour yourself a Canadian Club and start your weekend with this Mad Men inspired tune.
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Jill and I have been chilling-out with daughter, son-in-law, grandson and the blonde Lab in Gulf Shores, AL. Weather is sunny, mid to higher 70s and there is fresh gulf seafood daily.
Not that I'm superstitious or anything but I think that last night's rare, spring Hunters Moon did the trick. It probably didn't hurt that I engaged in absolutely no trash talk about turkey hunting since last year's turkey drought. I wasn't taking any chances about offending the turkey gods.