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I don’t recall ever being really starved without some grub. I’ve run out of water on a tidal trip, never food.
The hungriest ever was a mid-70’s trip with a recently converted “natural foods” freak friend. He insisted we bring grits-based all-natural rehydrateable meals, a very early entry into that market from the hippie health food store. They were as disgusting as anything I have ever forced down, and I like grits.
Let’s just say there were lots of cold grits leftovers that even he couldn’t eat. I have never been so starved for oils and fats; we hit the first backwoods country store we found on the way out, and sat in the car eating Slim-Jims and making peanut butter and jam on Wonderbread sandwiches.
Yes, Mr. Natural himself dug in. It may still be a Top-Ten lunch; three of us destroyed an entire loaf of bread and jar of Skippy. I think I had a Yoo-hoo to wash it down.
The hungriest ever was a mid-70’s trip with a recently converted “natural foods” freak friend. He insisted we bring grits-based all-natural rehydrateable meals, a very early entry into that market from the hippie health food store. They were as disgusting as anything I have ever forced down, and I like grits.
Let’s just say there were lots of cold grits leftovers that even he couldn’t eat. I have never been so starved for oils and fats; we hit the first backwoods country store we found on the way out, and sat in the car eating Slim-Jims and making peanut butter and jam on Wonderbread sandwiches.
Yes, Mr. Natural himself dug in. It may still be a Top-Ten lunch; three of us destroyed an entire loaf of bread and jar of Skippy. I think I had a Yoo-hoo to wash it down.