Trust no one
This won’t mean a hill of beans to anyone in NYC (as in escape from), but those who partake in the Spring harvest will know straight what I speak of. What’s the first rule of Shrooming?, one doesn’t talk about where one finds the morel. Why? Because next year you won’t any shrooms there because you opened your mouth about it. Shroomers are some of lowest, underhanded lying nicest people you’ll ever run across, I know this because I’m a shroomer 🙂
Shroomers could teach the cia a thing or two about extracting info from other shroomers without them realizing it, until it’s to late.
I make mistakes from time to time, it happens.
Was at the gas station, ran into a 2nd cousin on my dad’s side we was talking fishing, told him, yeah, last week I got to go out for about hour, caught a couple of COHO. Without realizing it, that worm weaseled info outta me. So this morning, I’m outside making breakfast which I’ll get to soon enough. That G’damn SOB, I recognize that boat!
I know where he lives, hell I even have his number, trust me, we will be having words. Look at the size of my front yard, plenty room to go find his own fishin hole, but noooooo. Takes more time for me to get stuff ready to go fishing then actually fish. Luck, skill, don’t know about that. Just always been able to catch fish in a short amount of time, maybe it’s something in the bloodline, I file it under a blessing, not everyone can go in thier yard and catch fish 🙂
A coffee to calm down
Now about that breakfast, Having breakfast with is probably something you’ll wanna might wanna avoid because learning starts early.
First things first
What you see is a back-up to the back-up of the main appliance
the stove which they want
I’m slaving over a hot stove with a grin like Jim Stafford sittin on that bale of seeds
Ever ask someone about a recipe, and they flat out say, no way man, no way. The Itailanos are worst of giving recipes away. Those people will go to their graves with recipes. Was over at ole Pete’s place some years ago, ” here try this” his dad’s recipe for sweet Italian sausage, damn good eating. Took almost year and a bottle of wine to weasal that recipe from ole Pete.
Ever hear of Aaro Pajari?
Sir, you willing die for sausage?”
Finnish Major look at his face
Someone will!
What is camping one may ask
It’s just practice for living outside