Squirrel was a thing people ate where I lived. It was part of the culinary lexicon.
“Squirrel was a thing people ate where I lived. It was part of the culinary lexicon.”
— Steven Rinella · Ate
The World Motivation
Squirrel was a thing people ate where I lived. It was part of the culinary lexicon.
“Squirrel was a thing people ate where I lived. It was part of the culinary lexicon.”
— Steven Rinella · Ate
Squirrel was a thing people ate where I lived. It was part of the culinary lexicon.
I got an MFA in creative non-fiction writing at the University of Montana.
When you're out in the woods, and you hear a gunshot, it is very hard to place - where it came from. But once you're paying attention and you hear a second shot, you can place where it is coming from.
Venison makes such a refreshing, invigorating meal.
Getting published was like God stamping you 'acceptable,' and all of a sudden you can start writing for other places.
When I moved from Boston to L.A., I floundered. I definitely did time at the Improv and the Comedy Store, making 20 bucks a night. I learned how to be a starving comic. I was an in-debt comic: I ate well on loan.
I redefined how I ate and exercised and have continued to keep that up because it feels great.
A lot of people will refer to comics by number to me, and I'll realize they're expecting me to remember all the comics by number. And I can't even remember what I ate this morning, let alone which comic was #473!
It's like I learned in the military: the officers always ate last. When you're responsible for people, that's how it should be.
I loved the minute I realized I was good at cooking. Like, I had a moment - I made a roasted chicken, and I remember watching people's faces as they ate it, and I thought at that time, 'Oh, I am good at this.'