I like the salt and vinegar chips. I must be the only one here. I never eat them at home but on a kayaking trip I bring 2 tubes and share. Take up less space than a bag of Cheetos my favorite. Don’t eat junk food at home but on a kayaking camping trip,well…
@dc9mm said:
I like the salt and vinegar chips. I must be the only one here. I never eat them at home but on a kayaking trip I bring 2 tubes and share. Take up less space than a bag of Cheetos my favorite. Don’t eat junk food at home but on a kayaking camping trip,well…
I ate a tube of those last night. Grocery had them at 5 for $4. I only got 2.
If I ate the way you guys do I wouldn’t be able to fit in my surfski. 
Even at almost 70, I am blessed with an active metabolism. And a good off switch on my appetite.
I practice intermittent fasting daily, eat a whole food diet and hit the gym 5 days a week. That way I can still enjoy racing my boat and my wife doesn’t ignore me. I could get fat but I won’t allow it.
Pringles are gross! But Bugles, that some good eatin(even if they are polyester).
B)
Amazing how outdoor adventure alters your palate. Many moons ago I did what turned out to be a rather rough long-weekend winter backpacking trip in the mountains of West Virginia with several friends. Stuck in a soggy snowbound tent in a heavy storm we pooled our food stocks and concocted a one-pot casserole that consisted of quick cook macaroni with some sort of quasi-cheese product in a foil tube, a can of spam which we cut into jullienne strips and a bag of freeze dried green beans. I think there was another additive but, fortunately, my recollections are too hazy to include whatever that was in this mess. We were tired, cold and famished – but this giant pot of orange, pink and green goo seemed so delicious to us that we raved about it while snarfing it down and literally took turns licking out the pot.
When we got home I kept thinking about how ambrosially wonderful that goulash was – the following week I actually collected the same ingredients and made it at home. As you might have guessed, it was completely revolting.
I used to hike with a guy whose favorite trail-stop lunch included smoked baby clams loaded onto Ritz crackers. At first I thought that was disgusting but I grew to love them. Not a good choice for overnight trips as it is hard to get that oily salty fishy scent off your hands and breath and you become prime bear bait.
I worked 2nd shift for a couple of years. One night I got home late and hungry and started foraging.
Ramen noodles were a stand by and I added smoked oysters.
I couldn’t handle the smell so I gave the mess to my Brittany Spaniel.
One snif and he walked away.
I love oysters, but not those.
@willowleaf said:
Amazing how outdoor adventure alters your palate. Many moons ago I did what turned out to be a rather rough long-weekend winter backpacking trip in the mountains of West Virginia with several friends. Stuck in a soggy snowbound tent in a heavy storm we pooled our food stocks and concocted a one-pot casserole that consisted of quick cook macaroni with some sort of quasi-cheese product in a foil tube, a can of spam which we cut into jullienne strips and a bag of freeze dried green beans. I think there was another additive but, fortunately, my recollections are too hazy to include whatever that was in this mess. We were tired, cold and famished – but this giant pot of orange, pink and green goo seemed so delicious to us that we raved about it while snarfing it down and literally took turns licking out the pot.When we got home I kept thinking about how ambrosially wonderful that goulash was – the following week I actually collected the same ingredients and made it at home. As you might have guessed, it was completely revolting.
Sounds like something I make, called hot and a lot, and it’s a perfect vehicle for lots of hot sauce.
I joined 3 very funny guys I knew on a western backpacking road trip about 40 years ago. They were all collecting unemployment after being laid off from the steel mills so they were on a tight budget, whereas I was on vacation from a decent job and had the means to have pricey freeze dried meals on me for our multi-day mountain treks. At dinner on the trail, the 3 “musketrekkers” would combine whatever they each had been able to collect (or shoplift) during the stopovers in towns on the way into one big pot that they all ate out of.
I eventually joined their cooking “co-op” and we would add my freeze dried shrimp creole or stroganoff to whatever mess they concocted (dried soup, noodles, instant rice, dehydrated potatoes, canned succotash, fried onion rings, diced Slim Jims, ad nauseam) for added texture and novelty.
But each new trip each of the guys would pull out a new spoon intending to be larger than his companions had and larger than the last one he wielded. I don’t know where and how these guys kept finding increasingly more immense spoons at hardware stores in remote mountain towns, but they did. The idea was “more for me, less for you” (in joking manner),
Finally one of the crew showed up with a spoon so massive t would not even fit in their 3 quart Sigg pot. It was ruled he was not allowed to eat at all due to trying to introduce this monstrosity, but we relented and he reverted to his original soup spoon. that giant metal spoon (that he had found in a ranching supply store outside Missoula) did make a terrific “cat hole” excavator. We did try using it as a campfire egg fryer (before digging latrines) but found the metal was too conductive and your hand started to brown and bubble before your omelet did.
Funny story! sounds like the kind of stuff some of the folks I know would do.
Friends have urged me to write a book with all my backcountry recollections. Decades of participating in and guiding casual and paid outfitter trips left me with a plenty of them. The woods and rivers are full of characters and craziness!
While on the subject of chips, Trader Joe’s “Reduced Guilt” lower fat kettle-style potato chips ( in the light blue bag) are outstanding.
@willowleaf said:
While on the subject of chips, Trader Joe’s “Reduced Guilt” lower fat kettle-style potato chips ( in the light blue bag) are outstanding.
And I am feeling chip deficient.
Thanks.
Oddly enough, I launched 2 days ago from Pringle Park on Lake Pend Oreille (north Idaho). The launch area was mostly asphalt and a concrete boat ramp - no plastic that I could see.
If you REALLY want to indulge in delicious but politically and nutritionally incorrect (and un-Kosher) potato chips, you want to seek out Gibble’s, made here in good old PA (Chambersburg, in the heart of Amish Country). They are mouthwateringly crisp and tasty because they are fried in pure lard (i.e rendered pig fat), a fact proudly stated on the bag. As the ads say “Nibble a Gibble’s”.
I talked myself out of buying a bag in the grocery store yesterday. Swimsuit season is nearly upon us…
A long time favorite is a PB&J with sliced banana and potato chips on it.
@castoff said:
A long time favorite is a PB&J with sliced banana and potato chips on it.
@castoff said:
A long time favorite is a PB&J with sliced banana and potato chips on it.
That sounds like overkill.
A grilled PB and banana is an incredible sandwich. Chips will have to go on the side.