Dec/Jan 10

Waterfowling North America
Common Sense on Being a Guest
by Doug Larsen

few years ago, I was invited to a really neat duck club. It was a great place with a lot of history, great photos on the walls; the whole nine yards. I sat in the main room with my host and some friends as other members came and went and patronized the bar. It was a Saturday night, and the liquor flowed while college football was on the television, and in general the atmosphere was “shore leave” in nature. At dinnertime, and as a guest I was one of the first to be invited to go through the chow line. I stuck a fork in a steak, put it on my plate along with some other fixings, and took a seat.  I dove right into my steak, not noticing that the others sitting around me did not begin eating. Meanwhile, I wolfed down my t-bone with the same happy satisfaction as my hunting dogs. Several minutes later, my plate clean, one of the members rose and asked for quiet so he could say grace before the meal. Whoops….