Sunday, March 13, 2022

A little Irish luck

 Most of you knew Pops as an accomplished Fisherman, fly tyer, hunter, author and blogger. However, Pops had a legacy that most followers of SSR may never have known. For over 40 years he was a legend to many behind the meat counter as an accomplished meat cutter. He started his career at a young age behind the counter of a local meat center and put in many years at several grocery stores along the way. 

"Big Al" is still a legend in the grocery world, and he had been retired for 14 years, but people still speak of him fondly and speak to his talent. Even watching him at home, whether cutting up a deer heart or a peanut butter sandwich, he would do it with such precision and grace. 

Even up to recent days he would call me in to the kitchen to show me exactly where to place the knife, and how to hold it, whenever he would be butchering a cut of meat. Taking the time to show me step by step how to do it, with patience and finesse that only he could. 

As many of you do know, I spent most of my life deer hunting with my Pops, mostly in Pennsylvania. Even going to sit out in the woods with him, before I was too young to hunt myself. These were some of our greatest memories, sitting in the woods alone together, waiting for that deer to come along. 

Combing his two passions for hunting & meat cutting, he was always thinking up different ways to utilize our harvest each year. Whether it be cooking up the backstrap, making venison sausage, stews or soups. This brought on a yearly tradition of Corned Venison to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.  A coveted recipe all his own. While looking through things in recent days, we found the Holy Grail of shorts, a beautifully written copy of such recipe. 

So, in the spirit of the season and with blessing from above. I share with you the coveted Corned Venison Recipe. Enjoy it in all its glory, and please think of Pops if you decide to make it. 

Best wishes, 

Alan, Jr. 




Sunday, February 27, 2022

Remembering Our Father

 Yesterday we celebrated the life of our Father Alan Sr, exactly how he would have wanted it, simply, surrounded by friends and family. We even had the pleasure of meeting a few of you. We know we can never come close to his beautiful words, but we will try and keep up on some posts to keep his memory alive. Continue to share his love of nature and fishing through his photography, and stay connected with all of you, the community that loved and supported him for many years. Thank you all for the tremendous outreach and kind words, they have been so comforting to our family. Pops wouldn't have wanted all this fuss, but if anyone in the world deserves it, its him. 






I've finished life's chores assigned to me, 
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole,
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.

Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the master of the sea.

We will miss each other for a while, 
But you will come and bring your smile.
That won't be long you will see, 
Till we're together you and me.

To all those that think of me,
Be happy as I go to sea.
If others wonder why I'm missin'
Just tell 'em I've gone fishin'.
~Dalmar Pepper






Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Celebrating Our Father

Thank you to everyone who has reached out with kind words and memories of our Father.  We always knew how amazing of a man he was, but you have all solidified to us how many people he has truly touched. 

For all who have been inquiring here are details about the celebration of our father's life. 

https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/newbritainherald/name/alan-petrucci-obituary?id=33194894&fbclid=IwAR1e8DkXZc7cCK0fnOY91XZuPQ-vwtil6eKAUO6QOeMZp3tzpUoRK1_StGw

Sunday, February 20, 2022

To Dad's Dear Friends

 It is with heavy hearts that we must share that our beloved Father, Alan Sr. passed away early Saturday morning. Our Father has touched so many with his love of fishing, nature and his beautiful words and pictures. The only thing surpassing his love of fishing for native brookies was the love of his family & our mother Jeanette. We would like to thank all of you who have followed him for so many years. Whether only communicating with him through the blog, or in person, Dad considered each of you very dear friends. We know that you will all join us in our grief at the loss of such an amazing man. Please keep his memory with you. 

~Alan, Jr. & Candace