Baltimore Dennis is not a man to mince words. I met him in the spring last year as he relocated his family from Baltimore MD to Oklahoma. He is the one who got me interested in raising chickens. He spoke enthusiastically about his flock and was clearly sad that he had to leave them behind,…
Holiday Leftovers – Part Deux!
Steve and Willie never arrive empty-handed. They are my drinking buddies, musical cohorts, fellow foodies and, lastly, just happen to be my aunt and uncle. Steve has the dubious honor of being my father’s younger brother. They live about six hours north of me in the wilds of Missouri and came through Norman on their…
Holiday Leftovers – Part One
Holidays are an orgy of terrific, calorific food and the events aren’t over until you are well-and-truly sorry for eating too much. Then the next day rolls around and something has to be done about the food that didn’t get eaten the day before. Arhhhhhhgggg. I smoked a turkey breast for thanksgiving. That means that…
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