I’ve been a journalist since 1990 focused on trying to make the world a little more fair. If it makes you angry, I’ve probably written about it, either on my Red Tape Chronicles blog for NBC News or in one of my four books. I’m an independent journalist and author now. You can […]
In Laramie, Wyo., at the Crowbar & Grill. Summer Steak Salad, with grilled strawberries…yes, strawberries. Owner Andy Glines tells me he soaks the berries in a simple syrup first, and adds goat cheese from a one-woman operation called Victory Hill Farms in Nebraska. Flat iron cut. Can taste it from […]
Why does it feel better to go West than East? I’ve driven across country as an adult perhaps a dozen times, in both directions, and I’ve tried most of the obvious routes. One thing I know: it always feels better going West than East. Maybe it’s the time zones. It’s […]
This drive was like living in a picture. (See all my roadtrip posts — hundreds of pictures!)
If you’ve never been, make a point to go: Missoula, Montana is one of America’s great small cities. A mountain town, a university town, an arts culture with an edge all its own. Missoula reminds you of the hope that is America.
I know that most people look at my pictures, and often read my stories, because of my dog. I’m ok with that. So here’s an incredibly self-indulgent selection of Rusty pics.
I had important business to take care of in Seattle, perhaps one of the most important decisions of my life. But I spent most of the time connecting with friends, introducing Rusty to the yard, and eating well. And I know this: on a sunny day in July, there’s no […]
The prettiest interstate in America was even prettier this time. Amazing.
So, it’s been hot out. Basically 95+ since I left DC. Except for those glorious hours in Laramie, after the rain storm. I’m always surprised (and should stop being surprised) at how many cool mountain towns there are in America — full of rich (and sometimes dark) history, talented cooks […]
I’ve never been so happy to see rain clouds! Nothing against Nebraska but, it’s loooong. And Wyoming is magically green. I have a thing for bales of hay.