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Crispy Campfire
As much as I’ve been spending time fine-tuning my campfire cooking skills, I’ve been thinking about all the small ways that effort has translated into a bit of backyard humour, too. Having a teenage daughter helps. She often and candidly points out all my shortcomings. Free of charge. “I’m embarrassed for you, dad.” Or more
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One Hundred (Incredible) Years
I found myself in a local drugstore this weekend, standing in the greeting card aisle, picking out a birthday card. The selection was limited. Limited, not because the store was lacking in birthday cards, but because there was only one option with the correct age number printed on the front: 100. While we’ve spoken on
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Backyard Canadian Tacos
What do you get if you cross a campfire cooking enthusiast with a suburban Canadian stuck at home during a pandemic craving some southern-spiced fare? Maybe …you get an experimental campfire taco recipe. After grilling up the vegetable platter that would become a fire-roasted homemade salsa, I kept the fire stoked for some marinated flank
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Intersecting Lines and Paths
Sunday Runday and on my nine kilometer trek through the asphalt ribbons of my neighbourhood I once again ran solo through the spring sunshine. Except I didn’t, not really. I kicked off along the long curved edge of the park near my house and dodged and passed a familiar face walking her puppy on a
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Campfire Salsa
I’ve been looking for an excuse to break away from the purely carnivore approach I’ve thus far taken with my backyard firepit culinary experimentation. I may like my fire-grilled meats, but I’ve also had some great vegetarian fare that partook of the smoke and flame. And here I’m thinking well-beyond the starches like wrapping a