Growing up in south Louisiana afforded me certain traditions that many folks would consider to be not just unique but a luxury. By “luxury,” I don’t mean monetarily expensive or lavish but luxury in the small, everyday moments, which, as a young man, I often overlooked and took for granted. Hunting, fishing, trapping, and foraging often worked their way into my life through the homemade meals that graced our family’s dinner table on almost a nightly basis.
