
I had to test some new film stock -- on white wine braised chicken. mmmmmmmm....
Yep. Fried Carp. Better'n catfish. Kelley's Fish House, Blair, Nebraska. 3 things on the menu -- all fried of course -- carp, catfish, alaskan walleye. "what do y'all catch?", I asked. "carp."
They score the meat so it fries deep and increases the surface area to fry ratio. It's a little earthy and bony. 3 big slabs of it in my basket and probably 100 slabs on tables in the dining room while I was eating.
While working on an assignment in Tulelake, Ca photographing Japanese Americans on a pilgrimmage to the site of a WWII internment camp I had the great fortune to meet Jimmy Miriktani, who was imprisoned there from 1946-48. There is an excellent film -- The Cats of Mirikatani -- that is about him, his art, and his dealing with his imprisonment. He is a great REAL character -- definitely a film to see.
We've been on the road in northern California and southern Oregon working on a 4 part editorial project that will also take us to Iowa, NYC, and Ohio. While out west we took part of a day before hitting the road to see some sights and we headed off to Crater Lake, Oregon. WOW! This is one of the most incredible landscapes I've ever seen anywhere.
Dad and I are up in Maine for the holiday weekend and caught a few trout that ended up on the table....
This place is so special -- Ocean Fish Market in Conway, South Carolina. You can buy whole or cleaned fish to take home -- or have them fry it for you there. I ordered up the most popular item - a spot sandwich. 3 fried spots, 3 slabs of Sunbeam King Thin bread. I stole a couple of legs off of Sandy's softshell crab sandwich too.
Here's a little taste of the vibes that we're working with our bud "the Good Doctor" for his latest spangled adventure -- Sucker Jeans.... like he says: "I feel a Sin coming on....
Here's a peep at last night's hearty meal at the cabin in Bucksport. This was a variation on a recipe that we found in this months Food and Wine magazine.
I'm down in the Florida Keys solo working on a project for a couple of days. Flew into Miami and made the drive down to Sunshine Key in short order -- now that the moonshine from last nite's experiment has worn off I thought I'd make a post. This image is of a huge group of migrant workers picking green beans on Key Largo. Remember where your food comes from....
We brought in the New Year quietly in the beautiful fishing village of McClellanville, SC. Our friend Natalie came in from NYC for a little R&R -- but that didn't keep her from pulling on some rubber boots and grabbing the fishing rods.
We headed back to the land of deer stands and sweet potatoes over the weekend to look for something a little more "refined", "luxurious", "cosmopolitan" in the western sc neck of the woods. well, we didn't really find that - but we did meet some more extraordinarily nice people and stumbled onto a pharmacy -- where adjoining the druggists counter was a gun cabinet. Yep, you can purchase an analgesic and a pistol or rifle in the same shop, but you might have to move the stuffed bobcat to see everything available....

We just got back from part 1 of a road trip piece about southwest SC. It's starkly beautiful there this time of year and you almost feel like you'll fade to the same tone as the leaves and the grass at times. My grandfather was from somewhere near here. They say that when I-95 opened it sucked the life right out of the area.... All that seems to be left is hunting, some farming, and sweet sweet people.

A hog as big as a Fiat rubbed his snout and about 1,000 pounds of shoulder on my leg. Later, I couldn't get enough of Chef Andrea Reusing's sweet pork belly at her Lantern restaurant in Chapel Hill. We were in middle North Carolina for a few days documenting a "farm to table" story for Garden & Gun magazine, this one about organic growing and the Slow Food movement. We saw a goat being born and fed calves with a huge baby bottle. Very cool.