There’s just something raw and animalistic and yes, sexy, about catching your own food. Some of my favorite memories are clamming with friends on a salt pond in Rhode Island. The clams are barely an hour old when we’d bring them back to the house and throw them in the closed shells on a hot... »
No, I’m not talking cigarettes or even the hipper cigars. I’m talking smoked meat. There’s this guy in a truck I stumbled upon a few years ago. He starts up the smoker in the morning, fills it full of ribs, drives to a parking lot and sits there. When the ribs are properly smoked, he’s... »
Picture this… The setting is Sam’s Club (or Costco, or BJs or whatever your local box store is). A women in rubber gloves stands behind a cart handing out free samples to the many shoppers strolling through the aisles. “Would you like to taste a free sample of our Spicy Mongolian Beef?” she asks a passerby. After... »
I write romance. I write military romance. I research the military to write said military romance and there is certain research you just can’t do on Google therefore, whether they are at a fire base in Afghanistan or at a desk stateside, I talk to soldiers and Marines sometimes more than I talk to... »
