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Bill Heavey: Fried Alabama
I've just returned from a hunting trip to Alabama, which has greatly reduced my life expectancy, mostly because of what I ate. At home, I stick to a balanced diet of pizza, cheeseburgers, beer, Doritos, chocolate bars, and one dessert a day: a single serving of ice cream consisting of however much is left in the carton.
Alabama hunters consider this a vegan diet. We rolled out of our bags each morning and immediately nuked two or three Jimmy Dean sausage-egg-cheese-and-more-sausage biscuits apiece. We washed this down with Dr. Thunder, an off-brand carbonated beverage that lives up to its name. As sitting in a shooting house burns untold calories, we loaded our pockets with more Dr. Thunder and peanut butter crackers before heading out.
Lunch began with grilled homemade sausages (plain, jalapeno, or jalapeno-and-cheese) made by Jimmy, who excels at fixing trucks, reloading bullets, and cooking. We ate these hot and dripping fat with our fingers while he deep-fried bass filets, deer medallions, and breaded chicken bits. Halfway through the meal, which we ate standing around a fire in a 55-gallon drum, someone produced a loaf of white bread. The slices served as plates for food too hot to touch, as napkins when you tired of wiping your hands on your pants leg, and had the added benefit that you could eat them.
Dinner was at a restaurant that served fried dill pickle slices as an appetizer. Most of us went for the 17-oz. ribeye with hush puppies and, for the vegetable, french fries. We washed this down with beer. Then, because it is impossible to eat while you are asleep, we had slivers of cheesecake with a molecular density similar to that of uranium to tide us over until dawn.
The guys invited me to come back next year for the annual barbecue on the last weekend of the season. "We get serious about it then," one said. "Damn near stop your heart up like a rusty watch."
If I'm alive, I'll be there.
I almost forgot... those fried bologna sandwiches rule!
Posted by: Dr. Ralph | January 31, 2008 at 07:59 PM
Hell yea Doc.
gotta trough some jalepenos in for fun! Hell Im an AL boy and Id eat em on ice cream. Have too!!
Posted by: GREG | January 31, 2008 at 09:47 PM
Molasses Sammich:
Cold cat-head biscuit
Home churned Jersey butter
Pure cane molasses
Directions:
Place right fore finger in mouth and lick clean.
With cleaned fore finger, poke hole in side of cat-head biscuit, moving finger around a bit to enlarge hole.
Slice off goodly chunk of pale gold Jersey butter and insert into hole.
Fill remainder of hole with molasses.
Consume with vigor, before molasses drips onto linoleum floor.
Bubba
Posted by: Bubba | January 31, 2008 at 10:15 PM
Lamar,
Are you willing to share that recipe of yours for biscuits??
Posted by: Scott in Ohio | February 01, 2008 at 08:43 PM
I think I lost a year or two on my life just from reading the post and comments!
Posted by: Matt | February 06, 2008 at 08:58 AM
He did not mention the woman in the front of the bus that stays there year round. It was a 40th birthday gift for one of the guys. He is now 48-she probably looks a little aged-her long blonde lady cadiva wig may be turning grey now.
Posted by: friend of the hunters | March 10, 2008 at 11:25 PM
I just finished reading this story in this months issue(dec/jan).I loved it.That is the life I've known all my 42 years and there can't be anything better anywhere.Folks think us redneck hunters are trigger happy nuts and that just ain't true,never has been.As far as the cooking goes...yep we can fry anything and usually do.I remember my great grandmother would crack a egg into a big iron skillet with two inches of fresh lard and like Daddy said"it never touched the bottom."She'd make bicusits the size of saucers and fry homemade smoked ham in that same skillet.Man,talk about stick to your ribs.Times have changed and now days alot of our food is cooked on the grill.And we always have fresh or canned stuff from our own garden.It ain't as unhealthy as you'd think,my husband,both our boys(17 & 20) and myself weigh less than 500 pounds all together.We live a really good happy life and I beleive more people should try it.Its so simple...get outdoors with your family,hunt,fish,farm and work.Come home and enjoy.Thanks, Mr Heavey for a great well wrote story.
PS If I'd known you was coming by here Bill,I'd invited over and fried something for you.
Posted by: Lisa T | November 24, 2008 at 10:34 PM