Wild Game Dinner II (or Please Don’t Eat the Turtle )
Last year I read in the BB&B about an adventure the boys had with something called "wild game night." That name conjured up images of a rustic sportsman's club, with low, beamed ceilings, smoke-filled rooms, and burly men in plaid shirts. Well, 2 out of 3 ain't bad. This year I accompanied the BB&B crew and friends on their second annual trip to [Continue]