Perry P. Perkins is a third-generation chef, award-winning writer, and culinary instructor. He lives with his family in Longview, and operates the MY KITCHEN Outreach Program, for at-risk and under-served youth. His writing has appeared in numerous publications, including sixteen “Chicken Soup for the Soul” anthologies. He is also a reoccurring guest-chef on AM Northwest. More of Perry’s work can be found on Amazon at www.perryperkinsbooks.com, and his cooking blog at www.chefperryperkins.com.
I can face pandemics, political upheaval, seclusion, and rioting. But this morning (and I think this might really be the end) . . . I woke up with no Wi-Fi.
My baby girl is now teetering precariously on the brink of teenhood, and I am reluctantly facing the reality that I may need to . . . adjust some of my preconceived notions.
I originally intended to title this article, “The Collected Wisdom of an Outdoorsman,” but made the mistake of mentioning that to my wife, who felt that it might sound a tad presumptuous. At least, I think that was what she was saying. She can
He is a grizzled veteran. His eyes bleached ice-blue in a leathery brown face; pocked by the blistering foreign sun. He looks tired, but resolute, radiating the fatalism of a man who has fought many a battle, marched many a dusty mile; a man who
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I’ll wake up this Christmas Eve morning, as I do every year, thinking about my Mom. It's been 28 years since our last Christmas together. Mom loved Christmas. Even though there was never much money, there was always a tree covered with gaudy old bulbs,
“What we’re really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?” Erma Bombeck Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, but it’s