Country Lifestyles
June 2016 Profile – The man behind the mic: Bob Tallman
By Jessica Crabtree
You know his voice almost immediately after he utters one word. It’s filled with his grizzly drawl and diction. You recognize it whether it’s at the Fort Worth Stock Show and Rodeo, Houston, Reno, Calgary or even the National Finals in Las Vegas. With a voice known as “The Voice of Professional Rodeo,” handle-bar mustache and cowboy hat, who is Bob Tallman?
Tallman wasn’t born in Texas, but after spending more than 40 years here, who would know? Born October 25, 1947, in Winnemucca, Nev., his raising was in northern Nevada on a cow/calf operation. Tallman is a fifth generation cattleman. With a younger sister, the family lived in a home with no electricity or running water. He attended a one-room school until the fifth grade that started in April and let out in September, in correlation to ranch gatherings and cattle works. The teacher, a lady, was also a buckaroo, though all were. That was their lifestyle.
“It was a buckaroo outfit, a rodeo every morning! I didn’t know a Shetland pony existed until college. My dad didn’t start a colt before the age of five,” Tallman laughed. Moving in the sixth grade, Tallman recalls several humorous memories from his childhood. “I played football three days; my friends beat the fire out of me. I thought, ‘I can rope and ride and enjoy it,”” That was all the football Tallman could stand. Roping and riding was more his style.
In ’66, Tallman attended college at Cal Poly. Leasing a ranch and working the sale barn, he added trading cattle and horses, Tallman admitted he soon forgot why he was there. He later transferred to the University of Nevada. To read more pick up a copy of the June 2016 issue.
Country Lifestyles
When a City Girl Goes Country
By Annette Bridges
I suspect I am not the only city girl married to a country boy who goes deer hunting. I have many fun memories of sharing my man’s love of hunting, especially when the experience included camping with his best buddies and their significant others. I will never forget the first time we butchered and packaged venison from our first deer hunting trip together. My vegetarian roommate never forgave me for using our kitchen table.
Actually, my man no longer has a deer lease or joins his buddies for Colorado hunting adventures. For most of our four-plus decades together, there were a few November nights spent apart when he went hunting without me. It was during one of these times I started experimenting with watercolor paints. Art has always been a longing and a love. In fact, I wanted to take some art classes in college, but my schedule never seemed to permit it.
My interest in creating art goes back to my young childhood years with my daddy. He was quite talented, and I have early memories of him showing me cartoon and doodling techniques. He passed away when I was 10 years old.
To read more, pick up a copy of the August issue of NTFR magazine. To subscribe by mail, call 940-872-5922.
Country Lifestyles
Lacey’s Pantry
By Lacey Vilhauer
Ingredients:
FOR THE CHIPS
4 yellow squash, cut into rounds
1/4 c. olive oil
Kosher salt
Freshly ground black pepper
Pinch red pepper flakes
1 c. panko
1 c. shredded Parmesan
2 tbsp. Freshly chopped parsley
1/2 tsp. garlic powder
FOR THE DIPPING SAUCE
1 c. sour cream
1 tbsp. lemon juice
1 tbsp. freshly chopped parsley
Kosher salt
Freshly ground black pepper
Directions:
- Preheat oven to 400° and line a baking sheet with parchment paper. In a large bowl toss together squash and olive oil. Season generously with salt, pepper, and red pepper flakes.
- In a shallow bowl mix together panko, Parmesan, and parsley. One at a time dip squash into panko mixture, pressing to coat then place on prepared baking sheet.
- Bake until golden and crispy, 30 minutes, flipping halfway through. Meanwhile make dipping sauce: In a small bowl, stir together sour cream, lemon juice, and parsley. Season with salt and pepper. Serve chips with dipping sauce.
Country Lifestyles
You Have to Plant the SeedBefore It Will Grow
By Dal Houston
When we moved out into the country 17 years ago, the area around our house did not have one single tree around it; it was nothing but a wheat field. The wind and the dirt, from miles around, hit the house with nothing to break it, and I sometimes wondered if the house would blow away. The inside of the house required a thorough dusting every day. Trees do more than just provide a break from the wind. They provide privacy.
I remember people driving by and being able to see our every move, whether we were sitting on the front porch or at the dining room table, watching television, or if the kids were playing in the yard. We felt that we were on full display for the whole world. So, shortly after moving there, I started planting and transplanting trees to break the wind and to give us some privacy.
At the time, the trees were so small, and my actions seemed so insignificant. I figured we would be old and dead before those tiny trees could ever grow to a size sufficient to serve their purpose.
To read more, pick up a copy of the August issue of NTFR magazine. To subscribe by mail, call 940-872-5922.
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