Larry, your post reminded me of how good even the humblest fare can taste. Once after completing a 13 mile hike in Lassen National Park (3600 ft elevation changes), I returned to camp and made cup-o-noodles and hot dogs, washed-down with ice water. I was astounded at the time because it surely was the most delicious stuff I had ever eaten, and the ice water was fit for the gods. The late Dick Proenneke wrote that he'd "season my simple fare with hunger". How true that statement can be. On Fri, Aug 9, 2013 at 6:17 PM, Larry Holmes <larry@kijoda.com> wrote:
My first venture was using a oval baking pot I got at the Salvation Army, coupled with a junked refrigerator shelf (in the '50s, who was afraid of lead?). Kept some sand in the bottom for insulation. Used it at many ski areas in the NW, often at quite high elevations. Tool a GI shovel to get to bare ground or asphalt. if snow was too deep, I used a piece of plywood to sit it on, & cooked burgers & brats or hot dogs. Usually had quite a few laughing onlookers, but the food was great and cheap. Our daughter's birthday is Dec 20 and to use charcoal at that time of the year caused me to earn a nickname of "2 coal" Holmes. 73