This is a story of 2 of my favorite things as (sometimes) told through the eyes of my GSP Ike.
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Few Cooking items
Getting ready to be hit with a foot of snow - if the forecasters are a little more accurate than they were in New York last week :). So I cooked up some pheasant parmesan tonight and found a few other pics on the camera too.. Some go back a few months but I'll share them anyway..
First the Pheasant Parm...
As you know we went hunting last week and wanted to use a little differently than I had before and I had some left over frozen Bolognese Sauce and home made pasta from Christmas so I thought why not try that..
Just replaced the traditional veal or chicken with both boned out sides of a pheasant breast... breaded them in panko fried to a nice golden brown and melted some provolone over them.. Pretty tasty.
As you know from a previous post I bought a Himalayan Salt Stone and I did some scallops on it with a some "bowtie" pasta with cherry tomatoes and fresh basil with Olive Oil.. It really worked nicely and added a definite salty subtleness to the scallops..
I made an interesting side dish for Christmas too - roasted Sweet potatoes, Brussel Sprouts and Shallots with a little sea salt, pepper and Olive Oil. Then made a dressing of Pomegranate juice and Balsamic Vinegar and roasted for a few more minutes.. They were very good - if you haven't tried brussel sprouts roasted you really should give them another chance..
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Pheasant Poppers
Friday, March 11, 2011
Continental Round 2
I have pretty cool still of a single frame from the video of the shell ejecting (you can see the pheasant dropping beside my left thumb):


One final note I have never gotten a photo of our host Mike Wirth so please see he and his wife Lori (of the tremendous meals) . Can't say enough good things about them, their guides and the their operation --Top flight people and if you every want to do some upland hunting give 'em a ring!
The season's almost over but not quite yet so,
"Ike, find that bird!"
Saturday, February 5, 2011
St Hubert - Patron Saint of Hunters
Ike and I were lucky enough to be invited to fill in a vacancy for another Continental Hunt at Hickory Grove in Wyanet IL. Thanks go to our friend Chuck who's Knights of Columbus group does this once a year and (most likely) due to the bad weather had an opening. Chuck called this morning early as I was making coffee and asked if we would be interested.. I said, "Let me see if Ike is up for it - or for that matter just up!" He was so we quickly loaded everything up grabbed a cup of coffee and headed out.
The Continental portion of the hunt was very good - beautiful sunny skies, lots of snow (yea, no kiddin'???) and good camaraderie. We did pretty good but as always, we needed to do some clean up afterwards. Ike was PHENOMENAL!! Chuck and I were sent with Shasta and Ike along with 5-6 other gentlemen to clean up the timber area - and clean up we did. Ike was a pointing fool and we didn't disappoint him either. Father Campbell went with us and perhaps we had some divine intervention (more on that later). Not to brag on Ike too much but I have to relate this one bird point. After we walked the timber we circled back around to head back to the house (and Lori's fabulous lunch) so we split up and recovered the milo and small tree line back towards the main area. We didn't think we would see much but right away Ike got birdy and popped one up, then another. We got them both. Then about 40 feet from the end of the treeline he just got birdy like crazy. The brush was so thick I couldn't get there so Father Campbell walked up and couldn't see anything. So I called Ike off - and after a few toots on the whistle and a "tone" on his collar he turned towards me. But right away he went back there and by his actions I said there must be a bird there- he would not act that way for a cold point. Well, as they say, upon further review there was one - buried at least a foot under the snow and was not budging. That is one good nose Ike has and he really performed well. As my buddy Harold says, "You just have to trust them." I did and was rewarded...
One final note I learned a lot today about St. Hubert - He is the Patron Saint of Hunters and Dogs. Here is a link to the story and some interesting information about St. Hubert and perhaps that was the divine intervention I mentioned earlier... What a great day and until the next time "Ike find that bird" (but whisper it tonight as he is snoring behind me in his chair)
http://www.thecross-photo.com/Hubert-Patron_Saint_of_Hunters-Written_by_Mitch_Ballard.htm
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Continental Pheasant Hunt

Pheasant Chili
Sunday, December 12, 2010
It's all about the birds
A couple of weeks ago my brother in law Mike and I took Ike over to Hickory Grove Hunting
in Wyanette, IL to give him some additional work. The owner and his wife are both great people and have a few hundred acres of very good cover that incorporates good habitat for birds and great cover to hunt. While the birds are pen raised and released, they are strong flyers and while not quite up to wild bird standards of South Dakota or Kansas, in Illinois they are about the best we have. Ike pointed 5 out of the 6 - which is why they still call it hunting. He pointed well and while his retrieving may need a little work, he loves to chase down the ones that don't fall like a stone. This place does the absolute BEST lunch after a morning hunt you would ever believe. It will be a subject to one of my posts in 2011Last week I took him down to another Hunting preserve in Woodford County called Panola Prairie. I never realized it is only about 12-14 miles from my family's farm and while not as big - it really has some nice cover for small groups of hunters. Ike and I were by ourselves and had only a couple of hours before we had to move on so on a cold but clear (8* at 7AM) we took off for our excellent adventure. Ike did great again - and we only hunted scratch birds - birds that were placed for other groups but not harvested - so we were not sure if or how many we would see.
Well Ike's nose found 5 birds but Steve's eye only got shots off at two of them. But no fault of Ike's. We're going again next the week of Christmas and will try it again.. Weather willing.. I will try to get some pics or video's this time... Tough to do everything and do it safely.
Until then, "Ike, find that bird!"
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Fire sticks - Pheasant style
Ike's training so far has consisted of pointing and retrieving raised birds as for those of you that are not familiar with Illinois hunting, the natural habitat and wild birds have disappeared due to urban Growth and increased intensity farming. Organizations like Pheasants Forever and Quail Forever are grassroots organizations working on restoring the habitat and in turn the birds as well. In future posts I will share with you the exploits both culinary as well as hunting of some local sportsman's clubs.
The following recipe is for pheasant breasts but I suppose you could use chicken or turkey cutlets too... but Ike didn't point them, after all this is cooking with Ike. Enjoy!
Remove the breast of the pheasant and skin it as well
Check for shot
Soak them in saltwater for at least an hour
Cut the breast of the pheasant into strips
Marinate overnight in the following mixture:
Olive Oil
Apple Juice
Durkee Hot Sauce (or your favorite make them as hot as you like - after all it is called fire
sticks)
Couple drops of Liquid Smoke
Fresh Garlic sliced thin (this is where I think more is better)
Honey
(I add a couple slices of fresh Ginger here too-wasn't in the original recipe an old hunter gave
me but I figure it is my pheasant I can do what I want)
Prepare a dry breading of Bread crumbs (either Panko or original) cayenne pepper, black pepper and salt
Remove from marinate and dredge in the breadcrumbs and fry in 350* peanut oil until golden brown and delicious.
I tried baking them once, but honestly I didn't like them so I don't recommend that.
Great with a bbq dipping sauce, sweet and sour, or even various mustards, great finger food at a party.

