The Solitary Cook
Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read

Years ago, Jack Herlocker, we had an emergency weather radio powered by a dynamo. The problem was, the constant rhoomrhoomrhoom was so loud that we couldn’t tell if the thing was tuned in to anything, let alone hear it. I think we got it for free somehow, so it didn’t phase me to pitch it aggressively in the trash. During a power outage during a winter blizzard. Looking out the window yielded accurate-enough information.

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    A chef writing about cooking & eating in the Northern Rockies. Food for hundreds? No problem. For one? A different story. My story.