In nearly every one of my many novels I include eating and kitchen scenes. After all, it's a good part of our daily life. In this cookbook, since I've done lots of books or early California, I quote from journals and biographies....
"Were the devil himself to call
for a night's lodging, the
Californian would hardly find
it in his heart to bolt the door..."
If you like to read as well as cook, you might enjoy this one. For instance:
“Cinch him up, spur hard, and let him buck…”
Outside my kitchen window a pair of wild Merriam turkeys with a clutch of chicks investigate my flower beds to see what my bird feeders have spilled.
They're my clean-up crew.
On the distant hillside a whitetail doe cautiously leads a spindly legged spotted fawn down to our north pasture. As I stroll along the long gravel driveway an osprey, the fish eagle, wings overhead on his way to beat the fly-fishermen to a breakfast of rainbow, brown, or native cutthroat trout from Wolfpack Ranch’s gurgling neighbor, one of the world's most pristine fly fishing streams.