On Christmas Eve it is our tradition to kill our own food and cook it. Actually we kill it by cooking it, shoving live lobsters into a pot of boiling water. More, we eat raw oysters for an appetizer, prying the shells apart with our favorite oyster knives. It’s as close as we get to frontier food. Of course there are many Texans we know who kill and dress deer, hogs, even slaughter a longhorn on occasion, and fill their freezers with food to grill or smoke all the livelong day. My partner … [Read more...]
To Bee or Not To Bee
Turns out the compost bin we abandoned three years ago is full of bees. We noticed bees buzzing around our back deck. Then, last weekend, at the graduation party we were hosting, MR got stung. A trip to the doctor and a Prednisone prescription later, her finger is better but her fear is not. None of us like insects with stingers. Today, after much local research and the moral imperative to save the bees, Jim Hogg--loquacious beekeeper and public school teacher ("I save kids during the year and … [Read more...]