Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
As I type this post the fellas have been gone for amost three hours. The machine shed, the butchering tools and the house are spotless. And the dang place is so quiet as to be spooky. Just a moment ago the girls starting barking over a visitation from 'the haints'.
Two hunters were dragging their dead deer back to their truck. Another hunter approached pulling his along too.