- Wild Game
I am on the road again, on book tour. Off on the longest, scariest road trip of my life. I will be living out of my truck for 9 weeks, hitting 21 cities. The success or failure of my book depends on this trip. And I need your help.
Just got some great news about “Hunt, Gather, Cook” at the same time I got a note from a reader who said: “Wow, your book is not just a retread of your blog.” Well, no. No it isn’t.
Homecoming. More than 100 people came out to Grange in Sacramento last night for a special “Hunt, Gather, Cook” dinner. No pressure, right? Actually, no. Great food, great company. A great night.
The core of each stop on my book tour is a special dinner that highlights the wild foods of that region in that season. If the first dinner in Austin is an indicator, this will be a moveable feast of epic proportions.
As the first leg of this endless book tour of mine winds down, I am struck by the generosity of my friends. Without them, this tour simply could not be done.
My book is finally out, and I’ve been on the road 13 days. I feel distant from the world around me, like I am watching a movie of myself – a movie that is at times drama, at times farce.
By the time you read this, I will be hurtling down a highway in my battered old pickup, heading into an unknown future. My stomach is grinding, my mind whirring twice as fast as I am driving.