I don’t intend to enlist chuckles at this point, though I am writing about boobs; my own, none-the-less.
Had I known the snows would be falling soon, I’m not so sure I would have gone through with the adoption. But…
Dashed were my hopes of a new pup!
The recipes discovered are grand, the stories behind the recipes are entertaining and the characters are divine. The tales that unravel while I research and write become much more than recipes, much more than cooking. The people who do the cooking, the nourishing, do so much more. Much more work, love and living go into cooking for cowboys than you ever imagined.
I am concerned with our Cowboy image.
They would all come running for a handout, if we didn’t have any to give.
A tale of last years hunt- My kiddo has hunting buddies lined up for this years hunt. He had to learn the hard way dragging his mother behind through the drifts!