Re: In Quest of the Worst Meal Ever
Chuck May (cmay01@INTERSERV.COM)
Sun, 10 Aug 1997 21:09:20 -0400
I think it was my Second Class cooking requirement - probably about 1960.
We were told to bring a can to the campsite, to be prepared to cook "coffee
can stew". My parents generally used instant coffee, so there were no
coffee cans available. As I frantically searched the house for something
suitable, I finally spotted a can in the toy-box which looked about right.
I dumped the contents on the floor (it says "A Scout is Clean", not "A
Scout is Neat"), and threw the can in my pack.
At the camp, we prepared the stew ingredients, put them in our cans, and
put the cans on the fire. As my stew cooked, the gravy seemed a little more
colorful than the others. In fact, when all the stews were done mine had
about 1/2" of multi-colored goo on top. About this time was when my brother
recognized the can as the one which, for about two decades, had held the
family's stock of Crayola crayons.
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