lol … I used to do a lot of camping with my dad and brothers when we were kids. We’re Indigenous so it wasn’t just recreational camping, it was just a way of life.
The best time for food was the last day when we were packing up and getting ready to head home. Dad would open every spare can of food and put it all in one pot for one giant meal. Meatballs, hash, pork, beans, wieners, bologna … when I think of it now, it’s absolutely disgusting but as kids, we loved it … together with white bread and butter, it was a gourmet meal in the wilderness.
Most days I feel like Pike, I know my death is coming so let’s cook everything we can and eat our feelings
lol … I used to do a lot of camping with my dad and brothers when we were kids. We’re Indigenous so it wasn’t just recreational camping, it was just a way of life.
The best time for food was the last day when we were packing up and getting ready to head home. Dad would open every spare can of food and put it all in one pot for one giant meal. Meatballs, hash, pork, beans, wieners, bologna … when I think of it now, it’s absolutely disgusting but as kids, we loved it … together with white bread and butter, it was a gourmet meal in the wilderness.