The Blackfeet Reservation, Montana
“Life here is very hand to mouth. Out here, we don’t have the finer things. You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit. And I’m going to be honest with you, sometimes I don’t eat. I’ve never told anyone this before, not even my mom, . . . → Ramble More: Hope and Hard Times in Indian Country
I’m thinking of piti. I’ve been thinking of piti since the air went cold last week and the temperature slipped to single digits. That’s the sort of weather for piti.
But that isn’t how I had my first taste of this sheep-and-chickpea stew. It’s a specialty of Sheki, in Azerbaijan’s mountainous north. It’s . . . → Ramble More: What a Piti
Sailing Club, Kep, Cambodian coast, 2012.
Happy New Year to all! May 2013 bring much peace, good health and happiness (and maybe, if you’re lucky, a couple of those tropical drinks on a breezy coast for a happy-hour view of a monsoon storm rolling in). I’ll be back in a few . . . → Ramble More: Happy New Year!
It seemed the right thing to do—to climb a mountain today. Alone.
I find my grounding in nature. When I want to make sense of the world, when I want to catch my breath, I head outside. I don’t necessarily find answers, but I find everything. I find . . . → Ramble More: Darkness, Light
Never again. I will not eat a burger against my better judgment.
This is not a condemnation of meat, or even burgers in general. It’s a red flag raised against our food system and its inherent dangers. Every year, 3,000 Americans die of foodborne illness, 128,000 are hospitalized and 48 million get sick.
I . . . → Ramble More: Bad Burger Syndrome
Last month our local NPR affiliate, KUNM, aired a story about the Rio Grande and its potential future as a ‘ghost river’ of the American Southwest. Jerry and I know this story. We live less than a mile from its ups and downs. This river is the reason we have . . . → Ramble More: When the River Runs Dry
In the aftermath, I made turkey spread. Two types: a mish-mash of Mediterranean flavors using olives, capers, and lemon; and a Japanese-inspired version with miso, ginger, tamari and sesame seeds. When life hands you leftovers, make spread.
I hope this season of giving and gratitude is treating each of you kindly. I spent most . . . → Ramble More: The Aftermath
When we bought our house five summers ago, we planted a cactus garden in a hard patch of caliche beneath our westward facing office windows. It seemed the only thing to do.
That little plot of land catches harsh afternoon sun all through the year, . . . → Ramble More: Food Day Tunas
Cattle at the Hale Center Feedyard near Lubbock, Texas.
Howdy, folks! Here we are in West Texas cattle country, and we’ve had beef and beans at just about every meal. In the words of one kind host, “If you’re a vegetarian, too bad.” He said it with a big grin (Texans really . . . → Ramble More: Lubbock Days (and Nights)
Not the creamy eggy emulsified condiment kind of Mayo, but the doctors- and nurses-in-white-uniforms kind—as in Mayo Clinic, that giant of medical care with—in its own words on its own website—physicians from every medical specialty working together, caring for patients, united in a philosophy that says “the needs of the patient come first.” Every . . . → Ramble More: Cooking with Mayo