I Fought the Prickly Pear Cactus and Won

A peeled, sticky cactusicle, almost enticing enough to lick!

Apparently I’m not the only one to have gone about prickly pear cactus the wrong way the first time around. Allow me to relive that fateful day two years ago on a Malibu, California hillside where I endeavored to pick a plump prickly fruit bare-handed only to suffer the instant … [Read more...]

Adding a Wild Zing to Venison with Flavors of the Forest

Dried smooth sumac, whole and ground into spice.

If wild is a flavor, then venison is it. I can remember days not too distant when the taste of deer was too much for me—too gamey, too foreign, too reminiscent of Bambi’s mother. Enter my brother-in-law, hunter extraordinaire, and suddenly before I know it a hunk of gifted … [Read more...]

Wild Shopping Spree — Denver

Young spring cattail shoots.

Try as I might to remember, I almost always forget my shopping bags when I go to the grocery store. I rarely forget them, however, when I go into the wild. It’s a good thing too, because Friday’s foray among the wild former farmlands of Denver’s outskirts was a shopping trip … [Read more...]