In my post last week about what to eat on an ice-fishing trip, I mentioned both moose steaks and fried fish. Well, here are the meals I was talking about—both cooked up by my friend Phil Francone, a native to the Nebraska Panhandle who’s been working out of Cabela’s Canada headquarters for the past couple years. While he’s not quite fully assimilated, he does have a firm handle on the hospitality Canadians are so well known for and opened his home to us for a few days of fun on the ice.
I’ve only had the opportunity to try carp on a few occasions, but each time it was in a different, nondescript dive bar perched just a few steps away from some sort of muddy river or creek. Though the provenance of the fried fillets filling the paper-lined basket was never stated, the implication was the fish hadn’t journeyed far from water to Fry-o-lator.
I don't know about your neck of the woods, but here in New York it hardly feels like spring yet. It's freezing today. It's supposed to be freezing all weekend. And Monday's forecast calls for snow. Nonetheless, I'm ready for spring—ready for the trout, the gobblers, and some fresh, seasonal flavors—and if that means I have to live in denial for another week or so, so be it.
As root vegetables and apples begin to give way to asparagus and strawberries in my kitchen, it's also time to refresh the cocktail menu with drinks that help me cool off rather than stay warm. Typically, gin is my go-to warm-weather spirit, but the good folks at George Dickel have shared a couple whiskey drinks that are perfect for spring.
A couple of longtime Wild Chef readers and frequent Food Fighters have stepped it up again this week in attempt to answer the question: Which meal is better—breakfast or supper?
I just got home from a 2,000-mile road trip from western Nebraska to Winnipeg, where some friends and I battled blizzard conditions in the hopes of icing a few perch, walleye, and whitefish. Unfortunately, the fish stayed pretty tight lipped, though we did manage to catch enough for a fish fry—including the largest, fattest perch I’ve ever pulled through the ice. And while underwater, mouths were closed, on top of the hard-water ours were routinely open as we tried to stay warm by ingesting as many calories as possible.
I confess: Until my girlfriend moved in last summer, I did not own a Crock-Pot. So ubiquitous is the electric slow cooker that for many home cooks, admitting you don’t use one is akin to saying you don’t own an oven. Oh, I had a Crock-Pot in a past life, but once left it at a game feed many years ago and never saw it again. Truth is, I don’t really miss it. You see, my slow cooker is my Dutch oven, which you see here simmering a batch of choucroute garnie.
The more faithful among us have a few short weeks of Lent to get through before we can get back to enjoying a medium-rare venison steak on Friday nights. Until then, it’s still fish on Friday, but I’m okay with that if it tastes anywhere near as good as these two dishes look.
In our Six Pack series, I sit down with interesting people to ask them six questions about hunting, fishing, eating, and just plain living well. This week I sit down with Scott Leysath, better known as the Sporting Chef.
If you have any interest in wild-game cooking, and obviously you do, you’ve probably seen Scott Leysath’s name a time or two. Billing himself as the Sporting Chef, Leysath has been cooking up fish and wild game, and promoting it to the public, long before it was trendy. Over the years, he’s hosted a number of television shows and is a regular on the sport show circuit. Most recently, he serves as the host of “Dead Meat” on the Sportsman’s Channel and authored a new book of deer recipes, The Sporting Chef’s Better Venison Cookbook. I had a chance to hunt with Leysath in Utah last fall and found him humble, hilarious, and an all-around good guy.
When we met, you joked about recently burning yourself while making a batch of jerky in the smoker, relating yourself to all the rest of us hunter-cooks who have done the same thing at one time or another. How does that everyman approach translate into your wild-game cooking?
A couple weeks back, Wild Chef reader Levi Banks sent in some beaver posole. I was a little concerned times were getting so tough for Levi that he had to resort to fur-bearing rodents, but it seems my worries were premature. This week he kicks in a unique peanut venison stew to go against my venison sausage pizza.
In last week’s post about my North Carolina cottontail hunt, I promised I’d share the recipe for camp cook Danny Martin’s smoked barbecue rabbit. Danny was an amazing cook who always seemed to have the smoker going out back. He served us some amazing eats for lunch and supper, so when he asked if we’d like a few of our rabbits cooked up as an appetizer everyone in the group gave an enthusiastic yes.