I’m on the Mother of All Deadlines right now, and with the L&T traveling the world without me, I’m also responsible for keeping Wally the Wonderdog fed and tuned up.
When the L&T leaves it means dinner flows directly out of the plastic squeeze bottle usually aimed at ice cream (lunch is typically gouged from the peanut butter jar with a finger), but I’m fighting the (very strong) urge to revert to my caveguy ways.
It’s a good sign that I miss the hell out of her too, which you’d understand if you’d met her.
Expect more from the Underground later tomorrow (assuming I don’t ditch you guys entirely and go fly fishing, which is always a possibility).
I’ve got a couple giveaway posts in the works, and more to come on the McCloud River fiasco.
See you racing a deadline, Tom Chandler.
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Rennaisance men are supposed to be equally facile with the Spatula as they are with can opener. There were a couple semesters past “cane rod” that you obviously ignored - likely cutting class to smoke ciggies behind the Gym.
I said I was “fighting” it. Yesterday I applied a spicy crust to a pork roast, then cooked it in the oven for 7 hours, serving it (to myself) with boiled onions (just to see).
Renaissance that, Brownliner.
BTW - when you coming up next?
7 hours? Did you eat it or use it to replace the soles on your wading boots?
Tom
Got my new Orvis Helios catalog….and gee look who’s name is on the front cover….whats the cost of your endorsement?
a new bed for the wonderdog? or early christmas shopping?
Maybe a book titled ‘The Cookbook forCavemen’?
Pork roast cooked in the oven for 7 hours? Did you skin the pig first?
Ya, Tom, gettin’ a quote on the Orvis Helios catalog should be good for at least one 5 wgt freebie, no? Or was this just a bald attempt to worm your way further into the Orvis kingdom? And for goodness’ sake (and some sanity) go fishing, we can wait one more day for your missives. Besides, it is perfect fall fishing on the local green pools here in the Frozen North with BWO’s and Mahoganies enjoying the late season sun too. Have at it….
Oh, no, you guys should TASTE his pork roast. I have. It falls apart on the fork on the way to your mouth. That’s 7 hours of S L O W cooking. And the spicy crust? Damn that’s good. That’s all I can say. Way to go caveman. He-Man Women Haters all over the world salute you.
His Smarter and Better Looking brother.
Seven hours is precisely the amount of butane in a BIC lighter - that ain’t slow cooking, that’s just gross. Spicy crust means he dropped the roast and it rolled onto the deck - with Wonderdog giving chase…
kbarton10: I was thinking he just put it in a pan and set it out in the sun. I’ve heard of such methods being used by others, with questionable results.
TC: I’ll be among the hordes invading your waters this weekend. Be sure to say hello (i.e. throw some rocks at me) if you see me on the river.
First, the pork roast is to die for. Sear it at 425 degrees for 30 minutes (to seal the crust), then cook for hours and hours at 220 degrees. Chicks dig it.
I made the Orvis cover, eh? Haven’t seen it yet. Sadly, no new dog bed quid pro quo for the Wonderdog, who doesn’t really need one since he waits for us to fall asleep and then carefully crawls into bed anyway.
Because Orvis is one of three companies in fly fishing that seemingly realizes blogs exist (and that some of us generate the equivalent circulation of a small magazine every month), they sent me the Helios for review, and asked if they could use a quote from one of my followup emails with them.
I said why the hell not?
As someone with nearly a quarter century of marketing experience behind him, I admit to getting a kick out of watching one of the biggest, oldest fly fishing companies in existence launch a new product by generating a little Internet mystery buzz, and they were rewarded for it with sales-legend-esque numbers on the Helios.
After all, this happened in an industry where a lot of supposedly hipper, younger companies can’t even get their shit together enough to send regular eNewsletters to people who sign up for their list, much less take advantage of the Internet’s engagement marketing potential. (I sense another industry post coming on.)
There’s a reason I say Scott Rods are the best, worst-marketed rods in the industry, and why - when I sent email questions to half-dozen of the bigger fly fishing companies about enviro practices - only Orvis, Patagonia and Sage replied, and only two had anything of substance to say.
Orvis and Patagonia walk the green walk, and they can use any quote of mine they want.