I love me some hunt camo cooking. There’s just something about eating out in the open air that makes your food taste so much better. In fact, I’d rather have a can of Vienna sausages and a sleeve of Saltine crackers on the tailgate than an aged top sirloin in a five-star eatery.
Back when I traveled long distances to hunt and remained in the field all day, I’d pack my lunch and dinner. Vienna sausages, sardines, spam and tuna were staples, along with a loaf of bread, Saltine crackers, a hunk of mild cheddar cheese and a thermos full of scalding hot coffee, or if I really splurged, a can of cola. I was also broke back then.
I never not enjoyed those meager rations while a-field. Now, while small game hunting, I’ve often kindled a fire and cooked, then consumed, my lunch from whatever I’d gotten in my sights. Let me tell you: squirrels or rabbits skewed on a green palmetto stick over a bed of coals can make a meal worth bragging about.
Anymore, though, a few of my buddies want to dine outdoors, regardless of the entire’. Urban sprawl has sprawled all over our county and state. It seems no matter where I’m hunting these days, I’m never far from a convenient restaurant. To be sure, dining outdoors simply doesn’t hold the same appeal when your meal is served through a truck’s window.
If I just have to go to a restaurant or diner, I prefer one where I can walk in and have a seat, sip some coffee and reflect on the beautiful sights I’ve witnessed during the morning hunt. And it helps if they know how to make a proper batch of biscuits with sausage gravy. Nothing can improve your day like a plate of biscuits and gravy.
I’ve been hunting quite a bit in the northeastern corner of our county, near Pineola and Istachatta, and in doing so have stumbled onto my new, favorite breakfast spot on the weekends. Bree’s Provisions has the best biscuits and gravy anywhere, according to my own biased palate. Try ‘em for yourself if you think I’m exaggerating.
It’s a hunter-friendly environment, which I truly appreciate. The owner, Bree Nowling, a remarkably kind lady, doesn’t mind the camo, face paint and cover scents. She probably thinks we’re nuts but welcomes us just the same. So, y’all swing by on the weekends and you’ll likely catch me in there, camo’d up, sipping coffee and telling stories. I will look forward to meeting y’all there sometime!
If you have any questions or comments, feel free to reach out to me at [email protected]. God Bless, and good good hunting!