The first time She Who Must Be Obeyed served this now oft-requested dish to the famdamily must have been back in the mid 90’s back when we were still trying to live like ‘city folks’ in a southeastern suburb of Salt Lake City. Our then elementary school aged children (SWMBO would have placed me in […]
Friday Feast
First loves create powerful memories. I remember the day that I fell in love with the grand-daddy of all hot sauces, the veritable, white-oak-barrel-aged Tabasco; I must have been all of 7 or 8 that day. My little brother and I were ensconced at our grandfather’s beach cabin on the Gulf of Mexico in South […]
Every year the week after Thanksgiving my now dearly-departed grandfather would mail my family a fruit cake from The Collins Street Bakery in Corsicana, Texas. Go ahead, drag out the fruitcake jokes and jabs, though I can still hear the thud when our hapless postman plopped a big one on the porch every November. Without […]
It’d been several weeks since I’d chatted with Ed; we saw him in Bozeman back in October and he was as spry and cantankerous as ever that evening. When he called a couple of days before Thanksgiving he was all business, typically meaning Ed either wants one of us to take him fishing (or bird […]
Fly fisher folk don’t live by delicious grilled food, hearty soups and cheap beer alone. Now and again they enjoy fine baked goods – breads and biscuits butter-melting-hot from the oven, cookies (even breakfast cookies) and cakes. A couple of weeks ago She Who Must Be Obeyed needed an upscale break-time snack for a training […]
Food, like fly fishing, tends to break down barriers and make compadres out of folks you’d never imagine getting together. Here at team Chi Wulff we’ve had a hell of a lot of fun chatting with all sorts of people from all sorts of places about our Friday Feast posts over the years. Hey, we […]
Stumbling around our neighborhood fruit stand (Jay’s for the record) yesterday in the rain I was nothing short of amazed at the bounty of apples and pears that are in season right now. Like all really great fruit and vegetable stands this particular one has a genuine rustic aura about it. You get to paw […]
October is without a doubt one of the finest months during which to spend time in the northern Rockies. Of course I’m biased as hell about the issue; it has been my pleasure to spend the bulk of the past 25 years or so in the region, much of that time in Montana. There’s something […]
Wandering through our best local produce stand a few weeks ago was almost overwhelming given the vast array of fruits that were lined up in their parking lot shipping crates. The peak of the season’s berries were in (raspberries, blackberries and strawberries) as were the early apples and pears – more varieties than I’d ever […]
After what the locals tell me has been a most unusually sunny and dry September and early October, our little corner of the Puget Sound lowlands is due a return to seasonal weather today – high 50s and rain. The first truly cool fall weather always sets me to thinking about hearty soups, stews and […]
A few years ago Jake and I were headed back to San Antonio after a few days chasing reds and speckled trout on the flats around Rockport on the Texas coast. We had stayed far longer than planned and didn’t leave until around 10 pm. The drive was more or less uneventful though we rolled […]
Let’s face it, every husband / boyfriend / significant other knows the drill. There are times when you find yourself in the doghouse. It could have been (and probably was) something you said or did. It might have been something you didn’t say or do. Perhaps you simply woke up one day and found yourself […]
Well damnarama, it’s already Friday again. This has been one of those absolutely crazy weeks around Chi Wulff West; it seems like about 20 minutes ago I was planning the attack for the week on Sunday night and here it is Friday morning again. We still have friends and family who think that as a […]
Back a few years ago I shared an office with six other guys in Kalispell, way up in the Flathead Valley in northwest Montana. We provided an array of what some might call ‘professional services’ and served an astoundingly diverse group of clients in our office. We entertained hoards of very hard working and largely […]
I can hear our urban friends sniggering now. Though we don’t admit it to just anyone, She Who Must Be Obeyed and I have been hard-core gardeners for years. It really got out of hand when we lived in the Flathead (northwest Montana) a few years ago. We built a massive collection of raised bed […]
