Culinary culture, I like to call it.

You can preview Perishables in all of its low res glory here.

The front cover and a few select pages can be seen below.

Bon appétit.

Everybody say hi to Shirley!

Susquehannock State Forest is located in Potter County God’s Country, with a few tracts of forest stretching into nearby McKean and Clinton counties.

Susquehannock State Forest contains 262,000 acres of woodlands and 89 miles of hiking trails.

Susquehannock State Forest was named after the Susquehannock tribe of Native Americans whom lived along the Susquehanna river.

Susquehannock, adapted from the Algonquian name, means ‘people of the muddy river.’

There are no cellular towers in Susquehannock State Forest. There are no wi-fi hot spots or internet cafes. So how do you write a blog post from Susquehannock State Forest?

With a pen and paper.

They used to call it writing a letter.

We just spent the better part of four days in Susquehannock State Forest, nine miles deep in the woods and even further from any semblance of civilization.

We drank beer. We ate red meat. We shot guns. We filmed a music video. We played music on the camp porch. We watched the sun set over the Lushbaugh. We sat around the fire pit and listened to the old men tell railroad stories and redneck jokes. We lost track of the days of the week.

All was good.

Now it’s back to the city, back to the grind, and back to the editing table. As the music video period piece for Catfish Breakfast begins to take shape, a few snapshots from our woodland weekend can be seen below.

The phone booth.

Camp.

Fire pit.

Chipmunk season.

Got one…

…for dinner.

Moonshine and a magnum.

Rain rig.

Front porch concert.

The can crusher.

Fishin’.

No creatures were harmed in the filming of Catfish Breakfast. Scout’s honor.

Lushbaugh.

Back yard.

Men.

North of Newry.

The Cinnamon Snail is the country’s first 100% vegan food truck, currently servicing Hoboken, NJ and soon to be making the rounds in Brooklyn.

An in-depth interview with Adam (and a few of the images below) can be found here, on Kitchen La Bohème.

The Bohemian Kitchen.

It’s a vegan pure vegetarian food blog that I’ve been shooting for lately.

A vegan food blog, you say?

Yep.

Well, Scott, are you vegan?

Nope.

Are you, at least, vegetarian then?

Not even close.

So, a carnivore taking pictures for a vegan food blog?

That’s right.

But why?

For starters, because vegan food doesn’t taste like cardboard. Or the back of a postage stamp.

Because I’ve had soy sesame seitan that could’ve fooled any carnivore into thinking they were eating General Tso’s Chicken from Wong’s Wok (real place).

Ok, maybe not the most flattering comparison, but what I’m trying to say is that I didn’t miss the meat.

Because, although I cannot resist the temptation of the cheeseburger, it doesn’t mean that I don’t want to eat healthy.

And why the distinction between vegan and pure vegetarian?

Because the term vegan can be off-putting for some, weighed down by it’s perceived elitism and the expectation of its practitioners to be the poster children for a Birkenstock-wearing, bicycle riding, downward dogging, third eye opening, crystals on the windowsill-of-the-universe lifestyle.

Because vegan has become a collective movement as opposed to a personal choice.

Because vegan has become a stereotype.

No, you don’t have to go on Phish tour to be pure vegetarian. You don’t have to live in a Volkswagen Westfalia or make a pilgrimmage to Burning Man or burn Nag Champa or learn how to blow glass or know what your spirit animal is.

You just have to make a commitment to healthy, pure, and organic eating habits.

And you have to love cows.

You do love cows, right?

Right?

(Orecchiette with Smashed Peas, Hot Veggie Sausage and Tofu Ricotta)