Indulge in a culinary journey with our carefully curated collection of delectable recipes. From the classic comfort food of macaroni and cheese to the vibrant flavors of Thai green curry, our dishes offer a diverse range of culinary experiences. Whether you seek a quick and easy weeknight meal or an impressive dish for a special occasion, our recipes cater to every need. Embark on this gastronomic adventure and discover new favorites that will tantalize your taste buds and leave you craving more.
Let's cook with our recipes!
_GOOD COOKS / BAD COOKS!
Number Of Ingredients 0
Steps:
- Cooks come in all shapes, sizes, and with different abilities. Over the years I've been party to some awful good cookin'. On occasion though, I've had meals placed in front of me which would make a TV dinner seem like a miracle from a high falutin' New York City restaurant. Honest mistakes can occur in the kitchen whether it be at home or in camp. Sometimes it is just a brain cramp on the part of the cook, and other times the results fall into that category of natural disasters known as "Acts of God!" Whatever the reason, the praise when deserved goes to the cook and, likewise, the blame must also be upon his or her shoulders. It would be a dull book which just listed the good cooks I've known over the years. How ever, a couple of cooks on the other end of the spectrum deserve some recognition.Growing up in the 50's and 60's, several of the national outdoor magazines graced our mail box each month. I remember my dad commenting on an article about some guys on an elk hunt in the Selway River country with an outfitter. Dad said, "if we ever hit the big time, we're gonna go on a hunt like that!" Dad went on to say how much fun he thought it would be to go on a hunt and let someone else do all the camp chores and cookin', leaving a guy with nothing to worry about except hunting. Raising four kids on a sheet metal worker's wage pretty much precluded that from happening without some unknown rich relative leaving the folks a big pile of money. Reality hit me, just like it did my dad, when I went to work for game warden wages. When I hired on in 1978, I probably could've just afforded one of those hunts advertised in the 50's and 60's!Anyway.....little did I realize, later events would unfold allowing me to experience two such hunts that had formerly just been dreams of Dad and me. You're probably wondering about now just how relative to camp cookin' this all is. Right? Well, read on!From June of l987 until July of l989 I was the first full time undercover investigator for our department. As an undercover wildlife investigator, we focused, in part, on outfitters. Some were unlicensed, illegal outfitters and others were licensed outfitters who had a tendency to bend things. In cooperation with another western state, I hunted two different big game seasons with an outfitter who liked to bend the boundaries of one of our national parks. The agency in question felt uncomfortable using one of their officers because of the chance of recognition by the targeted outfitter. As a result I was our agency's contribution and the other state provided the funds and directed the investigation. A dream come true, or so I thought!Good camp cookin' can be the hallmark of any outfitter whether they a operate a hunting or fishing camp or are just a recreational outfitter. In the two years I hunted with this outfit we endured two different cooks. One washed his hands regularly but was awful short on experience and the other fella knew his way around the kitchen, but didn't wash his hands as often as I think he should have.I kind of felt sorry for the kid who cooked on my first hunt. This particular outfitter ran an outdoor leadership program for kids during the summer months and some of these kids were later hired on as help during the big game seasons. Most of these kids were disadvantaged and came from big metro areas in the east. (Someone once asked me what I considered back east, anything east of Cheyenne, Wyoming, qualifies!) As I was saying, as best I could figure out, this was the first job of any kind this kid had ever had. That, plus the cultural shock of a hunting camp, and some over-bearing bosses put this fella at a further disadvantage. More than once, with a cook tent full of anxious guides and hunters waiting for some grub, one of the brothers who owned this outfit would have to tell this poor kid what to do. Not good! One incident sticks out in my mind. Jerry, my hunting partner from Louisiana, our guide and I got back to camp early one afternoon while every one else was still hunting. Jerry and I walked around camp for awhile to loosen the joints after a day of riding and both ended up in the cook tent. Fried chicken was on the menu. Jerry, being from Louisiana, had more than just passing knowledge of fried chicken as did I, having eaten it every Sunday afternoon while growing up. Just like my first experience cooking fried chicken, this kid did all right on the frying part. This particular outfit had a big commercial-type propane stove. Most camps wouldn't have anything this big, but our base camp was at the end of the road and they were able to haul this in by vehicle. He cooked the chicken in two big deep pans with about four inch sides. He and the two camp jacks put the chicken in the oven to keep warm, then began to discuss how they were going to make the gravy. About this time Jerry and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows. We both started to wander so as to get a little closer to the action. In each of the deep fry pans resided about two inches of cooking oil and rendered chicken fat. We both looked on in amazement as the cook put a three pound coffee can of flour in each pan and began to stir it. About this time the two camp jacks allowed as that they thought he needed more flour, so in went another coffee can of flour in each pan. Still it didn't look right to them! While they discussed adding yet more flour, Jerry and I said to hell with bad manners and offered our advice to the cook! At this point he had six plus pounds of flour in each of his pans which, with the amount of grease involved, would've required a twelve yard cement mixer truck and a tanker truck full of milk to make gravy. From our point of view it would have been fun to watch, but this was our dinner we were looking at. At this point we decided to jump in and help. First, we threw out about ninety percent of what he had started and had no trouble making gravy for sixteen people with what was left. Neither this kid nor I were the first or the last cooks to ever screw up a batch of gravy. The next year though the cook was different. The kid had obviously cooked in camp before. The first two or three days, the grub really stuck to ones ribs. But, as time wore on I noticed he seldom, if ever, washed his hands. Elk hunting can be hard work and big appetites result. Before I go further, let me give you a better mental picture of our camp. The road I mentioned earlier dead ends right on the border of a National Park. It was situated in a large meadow with a crystal clear creek running within just a few feet of camp. We hunters and the guides slept either two or four to a teepee. Besides the large cook tent, there were two smaller tents for tack and supplies. The horse corrals set on the south edge of camp and a portable toilet set on the north side of the camp exactly eighty seven steps from the door of my teepee! Anyone who's hunted elk knows how physically demanding it can be. When you are an undercover investigator hunting elk, there is an additional mental challenge. According to my notes, things started to go hay wire the afternoon of day four. I didn't really feel sick that evening, I just knew that I didn't feel good either. I hit the bed ground just after supper about 9:00 pm. Few things in life hold more terror than waking up in the middle of the night realizing two things. First, you're not sure of where you are at or where the door is. The second is even worse, your belly is telling your brain you have a very short time to locate immediate seating where the place setting consists of a roll of soft paper 4½" in width! This happened to me about 3:00 am after waking from a deep sleep. I didn't count the steps that first trip, that came later. Counting the steps was just something I did to break the monotony of the trip! To say I slept uneasily the next hour and a half would be an understatement. At breakfast, I felt just so so. Before we left camp I broke into my own private stash of "paper place settings" and stuffed a whole roll into my saddle bags along with my lunch. Diarrhea under the best of circumstances is very unpleasant! Riding a horse and hiking are not recommended activities when one is so afflicted. The side effects induced by a saddle are most unpleasant! Day five of my hunt wasn't D-Day, but it came close to the "Longest Day" in my life up to that point.I caught some good natured ribbing in the cook tent that night because of my prowess in dismounting a horse, tying it up, and locating suitable cover in record time. Two others in camp mentioned at dinner they weren't feeling all that well themselves. Due to my condition, I ate very sparingly that night. Before dawn the next day I'd made two treks of a hundred seventy-four steps each. Day six I spent in camp within easy walking distance of the privy. When the other hunters came in that night I had company. One of the owners and one of the hunters were in the same or worse shape than me. In fact, I'd started to feel better and there was more time between treks. Feeling a little better and being very hungry nearly spelled catastrophe. Mexican food is one of my favorites! Despite feeling better, I made three round trips of one hundred and seventy four small steps before dawn. Now another problem began to surface. It came as a great surprise to find a line for the privy about a eighty small steps into my third journey. Day seven was spent just like day six but with more company. When the hunters came in, it appeared the grub was only sticking to the ribs of half the camp. Day Eight saw me over the hump, so to speak, and able to get on with the hunt/investigation. To this day, I'm not sure what caused this "adventure", but I do know for sure it made a bunch of people miserable. It might have been clear cold creek water which caused the problems, but since then I've avoided cooks who don't wash their hands very often.A Back Country Guide to Outdoor Cooking Spiced with Tall Tales
_TWO RELUCTANT COOKS
Number Of Ingredients 0
Steps:
- Someone once said that there are two kinds of people leaders and followers! To paraphrase that from a camping perspective there are cooks and eaters! Every camp cook I've known started out as an eater, but somewhere along the way made the switch to camp cook! Rather than explore what motivates folks to become camp cooks, I'll take you on a journey with two friends who made the switch.Along in the late '70's and early '80's, a group of us began running rivers in the West. The core of the group traced their roots to college days. With sheepskins in hand we had scattered all over the West and took jobs with resource management agencies. The nature of our work dictated we spend a fair amount of our time camping and being bachelors, (sometimes intermittently) there wasn't anyone around to do the cooking but ourselves. When we started running rivers, the cooking chores did not present any problems. As time went by the group grew larger. The new additions seemed in awe of the creations set before them each day by the cooks. It didn't take too long before this became a real drag for the one or two people cooking! A division of labor seemed in order.Anyone who has cooked for a large group realizes the immensity of the challenge for a neophyte. To help these folks ease into the camp cooking world, we started by assigning them to do lunches. It's tough to mess up a lunch of cold cuts, gorp, and lemonade. Even then the responsibility of providing a meal that doesn't require any cooking for a large group will cause some consternation! Making the jump to a dinner meal tends to raise the anxiety level. Jim Van Ark and Pat Weber joined the group as passengers/eaters, and by June, 1991 had graduated to running their own boat when we launched for a Grand Canyon trip on the Colorado River. In the jargon of river runners, 'pucker factor,' does not refer to something immediately preceding a kiss. A river running buddy of mine once defined it as...the greater the pucker factor, the more swings it takes with a four pound hammer to drive a straight pin into a spot you normally wouldn't try to place a pin! Of our group, only Tom Beck had ever floated this stretch of the Colorado. Fear of the unknown infected the rest of us. Each rapid produced episodes of anticipation and apprehension that contributed to the collective pucker power of the group. Though we didn't test the 'pucker factor' of individuals, my guess is that Jim and Pat would've showed up on such a list as either, "Win, Place, or Show." Downloading of adrenaline commenced each afternoon when we pulled into our campsite! Though on the evenings Pat and Jim cooked, their download didn't start until after dinner. Somewhere below Granite Rapids their confidence caught up with their skills, both on the river and in the kitchen. My trip diary makes special mention of the clam linguini and upside down cake they served for dinner on Day #13.Spiced with More Tall Tales - Fish and Fowl
_ABOUT THE COOKS!
Number Of Ingredients 0
Steps:
- The recipes found in this book represent the efforts and experiences of others and not just the author. A majority of the folks who graciously let me include their camp favorites are (like myself) involved in resource management. As a group, we are not unlike groups of other professionals, in that common bonds are forged not only professionally, but personally as well. Though I can't personally vouch for each individual recipe, I can personally vouch for each of the folks whose recipes you find in my book!Based on my experience, I think it's safe to say most camp recipes, if researched at all, will result in a story being told either about the cook or the results of his or her cookin'. Most folks have at some time in their life spent at least a little time around a campfire with friends and family. As our society becomes more urban in nature, I suspect the number of people who've never spent time around a campfire will increase. If you stop and think about it, the more our society seems to "progress", the more folks seem to look back in time. I'm sure social scientists have published numerous journal articles about why "progress" causes some folks to focus substantial efforts into looking in life's "rear view" mirror! Besides the entertainment value, it's the wish of the author for this book to get folks to pause a little after reading some of the stories, to look in their own rear view mirror of life.A Back Country Guide to Outdoor Cooking Spiced with Tall TalesBOB STAUTSWhen not working for our printer, Joslyn & Morris, Inc., Bob Stauts spends much of his free time hunting, fishing, and rafting in the desert country of SW Idaho and adjoining areas of Nevada, Oregon, and Washington. He has also become a Dutch oven cooking enthusiast. You only have to read Bob's recipes to see that Bob likes his grub 'hot & spicy'! Bob's recipes typify those of many camp cooks. At the end of a long, hard day the cook creates an awesome meal out of what's in the grub box and the day's bag.DAVE MCGONIGALDave, a fellow game warden, is one of the most accomplished cooks I've ever met. His name is Irish, but the other side of Dave's family tree has its roots in the Basque provinces of Spain. Growing up on the family sheep ranch in Idaho's Wood River Valley influenced Dave to become a camp cook in his own right. When time came for college, Dave paid his way through school by becoming a restaurant cook/chef. Whenever you see a recipe with Dave's name on it, you can bet you're at the top of the list.GEORGE HIRSCHGeorge Hirsch, a fellow Public TV cook from New York specializing in grill cooking, showed me this recipe when we both appeared at a festival at Itchycoo Park '99, near Manchester, Tennessee. They are quick to fix and will satisfy the "sweet tooth" of campers anytime.Spiced with More Tall Tales
_GOOD HUMORED COOK
Number Of Ingredients 0
Steps:
- Back in the early 80's, I pulled my pack string into an outfitter's camp just at sunset. Their dudes were still out on the hill, so I accepted the invitation of the cook to stay for dinner. I unpacked and hobbled the stock and packed in an arm full of wood to the cook tent. I poured myself a cup of coffee from the pot on the wood stove and sat down to shoot the bull while the cook started work on dinner. It didn't take long to figure this old kid had spent part of the afternoon visiting with old "John Barley Corn". The dudes and their guides arrived about an hour after dark. The hot dry weather made the hunting tough, and the elk had all but quit bugling. In four days of daylight to dark hunting the four hunters had hung one small buck and one raghorn bull on the meat pole. Needless to say, there was an air of tired discouragement as we sat around the table waiting for the cook to finish dinner. The old cook knew how to erase the saddle miles off of one's jeans and the scowl off of one's face. Dinner was roast saddle of venison with red potatoes and carrots, sourdough biscuits, and dessert of huckleberry cobbler! It somehow seemed that after dinner every one's spirits had lifted and that maybe the bulls would tune up and start bugling in the morning. One of the dudes walked over to where I'd pitched my camp for a little conversation before we turned in for the night. I'll always remember him telling me that no matter how poor the hunting was, just coming back to that tent and having grub that good set before him made the hunt a success. The next morning I heard the guides wrangling their stock about two hours before daylight. I didn't have to make such an early start, so I fed my horses and wandered over to the cook tent to mooch a cup of coffee. When I pulled the tent flap aside and walked in, the cook was frying ham steaks, and had sourdough pancakes ready to fry, along with a couple dozen eggs. I helped myself to the coffee and sat down at the table. While I sipped my coffee, he cooked. I noticed he was sipping from a glass with about two fingers of an amber liquid. I commented on how good the food had been the night before and that breakfast didn't look like it would disappoint anyone. As we talked cookin', I asked him where he got all his recipes. When he said he kept them all in his head, I remarked something to the effect that would be kinda hard to do.. "Naw," he said, "they all start with the same ingredient". Puzzled, I asked what he meant. His reply has stuck with me since. He said, "Each recipe starts out with: Pour one beer or one shot of whiskey into the cook! Once I do that, the rest just seems to come to me!" After eating supper the night before and looking at the breakfast he was preparing, I couldn't see trying to argue with him. This old boy was the epitome of a "Happy cook is a good cook!"A Back Country Guide to Outdoor Cooking Spiced with Tall Tales
Tips:
- Mise en place: Before you start cooking, make sure you have all your ingredients and utensils ready. Arrange the seasonings, spices and cooking tools you will need before you start cooking.
- Use fresh ingredients: The fresher your ingredients, the better your dish will taste. Always opt for fresh fruits, vegetables, and herbs over frozen or canned options whenever possible.
- Don't be afraid to experiment: Cooking is all about experimenting and trying new things. Don't be afraid to substitute ingredients or add your own personal touch to a recipe.
- Pay attention to cooking times: Every recipe is different, so pay close attention to the cooking times specified in the recipe. Overcooking or undercooking a dish can ruin the flavor and texture.
- Taste as you go: Season your dish as you cook and taste it along the way to make sure it is flavorful enough. You can always add more salt, pepper, or herbs, but it is difficult to remove them once they have been added.
- Don't crowd the pan: When cooking meat or vegetables, don't overcrowd the pan. This will prevent them from cooking evenly and will make them soggy.
- Use the right tools: The right tools can make a big difference in the outcome of your dish. Make sure you have sharp knives, a good cutting board, and a variety of pots and pans.
Conclusion:
Cooking is a skill that takes time and practice to master. But with the right tips and techniques, you can create delicious and memorable meals that will impress your family and friends. So don't be afraid to get in the kitchen and start experimenting!
Are you curently on diet or you just want to control your food's nutritions, ingredients? We will help you find recipes by cooking method, nutrition, ingredients...
Check it out »
You'll also love