Monthly Archives: July 2011

Tooling eastbound and down on I-90 through the mountains of Idaho and far western Montana the other day, things weren’t looking good.   Blown-out.  Blasted.  Browner than a milkshake.   In the backseat of the Passat I had my flyrod, a box … Continue reading →

One of my favorite food-o-phile scribes, Jim Harrison, once wrote that “the idea is to eat well and not die from it–for the simple reason that it would be the end of your eating.”  “Word,” as the young people say. … Continue reading →