Worst Meal???? Woodbadge!!!!
Greg Stewart (Greg33@AOL.COM)
Fri, 15 Aug 1997 17:27:32 -0400
Ok. It probably was not the worst meal. But it was by far the most
Our very confident beaver patrol wanted to have the best meal ever for the
closing night feast. One of the patrol members had suggested baking a turkey
in a charcoal and tin foil oven. He had done this once before. This is
where you plant three pieces of steel rods into the ground, coil chicken wire
around them. Put charcoal in the chicken wire. Hang the dressed bird from a
wire attached to the top of the rods. Light the charcoal and cover the whole
thing with tin foil. An awesome idea!!!!! (Use your imagination to picture
He even had a chart showing bird weight vs number of charcoal briquets to
As we built the thing, we as a confident-we-do-know-a-lot patrol decided that
the above mentioned chart could not be possibly right and that if we followed
it, the bird would never get done in time. So we doubled the number of
As the bird cooked, the aroma filled the entire camp site. Many of the
staffers wandered by and checked on our oven. They were intrigued with our
ingenuity and stated that they could not wait to taste the product at the
feast that night.
Well, 30 minutes before dinner, we uncovered the oven to see how things were
progressing. As you might imagine, the bird was BLACK. Not just campfire
type fast-cooked black, but SOLID BLACK. And as if that wasn't bad enough,
the bird was still luke warm-red inside. A disaster. An embarrassment to
our patrol. We would never get our beads at this pace!!!!!
Within minutes another genius thought sprang into our minds. Somewhere
between the solid black and the luke warm red there had to be some just-right
meat. So we literally chiseled away the black and dug out chunks of good
meat, cutting off anything that looked undercooked. We then set these chunks
of meat on a plate and took it to the feast.
We told the staff we had to serve the bird in that manner because we had put
secret seasonings on the meat. They were very cordial about it and did not
embarrass us, even though it was obvious what had happened. (Safe haven at
its best). And we burried the burnt and raw evidence just in case.
This is still an exciting discussion topic at beaver
reunions....................and no......none of us has ever tried it again.
Greg in WA
............used to be a beaver...........WE1-611-91 Inland Northwest
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