Grouse Camp: Roses, Thorns and Buds

The good, the bad, and the interesting from a month as a camp chef

A grouse terrine with local mushrooms and blueberries was a rose, fer sher.

I am home from grouse camp, at last. Home in St. Paul, Minnesota, which is going to be odd to say for a while, although I am already getting used to it. Snow fell last night, but I am typing this in my home office with the sun streaming in.

A fitting setting to take stock of thi…