DUCK HUNTING IN LAS VEGAS WITH UNCLE J – 1996
This next story is not one that I am proud of, and in many ways was disturbing. However, not all of my experiences were about love and laughter. Sometimes I had real world, down to earth normal traumas to deal…
A LITTLE BEAVER, A VAGABOND, THE RACE AND WHITEWATER – ALBERTA 1994
In one of the earlier articles, about our time in Calgary, I briefly described a different type of business venture, that I became involved in. We set up a company that designed, manufactured and marketed an inflatable, personal watercraft. The…
THIS BLOG IS ONE YEAR OLD! AMAZING, IMPOSSIBLE, YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME
HAHAHAHAHAHA, I bet you didn’t think I’d be here a year, from when I started this blog. I am though! Beginning Last April, I was quarantined in our house by ol’ Bubbaloo, Ange, Ron, JMW, and D2. Basically they ganged…
THE WILD GAS FIELDS OF ALBERTA 1997
This next post is from a time, while I was still trying to run my own business, in Calgary. It had been a whirlwind of work for the last 3 years. The contracts I received, had kept my butt overseas,…
1995-1996 THAILAND & READY TO TAKE ON THE WORLD SINGLE HANDED
Although, often distracted, I am trying to work my way thru memories of my life, in a somewhat chronological order. In this Post, I am going to describe one of the jobs I took on, while starting a business, in…
AN OLD MAN AND HIS BREAD. IS IT ART, ACCIDENT OR GENIUS?
In this article, I am going to describe the process for making “CRUSTY OLD MAN BREAD”. Since the time, a few short weeks ago, when I attempted “lazy gringo” Peruvian Pan de Tres Puntas, my interest now lies in trying…
SOURDOUGH STARTER & BREAD RECIPE BY A CANUCK CHEF (WHOLE WHEAT) 2021
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Today I bring you a famous recipe, for homemade, Whole Wheat SourDough Bread. It includes the SourDough Starter, as well as the bread recipe. It was given to me , in strict confidence by a wily bread chef,…
HOW TO CATCH, CLEAN AND COOK A WILD SNIPE 1964
Once again my mind wanders back to a time in my youth and a memory of my Dad. I was now in my mid teens, into everything, doing everything, and for sure fancied myself, the real deal. One of my…
MY BLUFF HAS BEEN CALLED – I AM NOW EXPOSED – MY BREAD HAS BEEN OUTTED
It would now appear that my big, 1/2 Peruvian, mouth has finally got me into trouble from which there is no escape. I would run and hide, like a frightened Cuy at supper time, but there is no place left…
THE GREAT VALENTINES DAY CRAP STORM OF 2021
Up to now I had been enjoying a very temperate and rather mild winter. A cooler version of Hawaii, you might say. I have been, as usual, minding my own business and not bothering anyone. I had also, by now,…
