So after a great afternoon of hunting in the snow enjoying the solitude of the forest I came home and made the family ribs in the smoker with my homemade burbon bbcue sauce. The wife enjoyed them so much she made two batches of cookies and three loaves of molasses oatmeal bread. So I sit here thinking how spoiled I am smelling home cooked baking enjoying a Scotch and a bowl of Dark Star in a Julius Vesz Raindrop. These are the memories that get you through the tough days.