"Larry" wrote in message
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"KLC Lewis" wrote in
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Eeeewwwwwwwwww! Yuck, bleck, patooie and retch. Powdered eggs make
powdered nonfat milk taste like ambrosia by comparison. But if you
like them, you can have my share. :-)



Must be old Navy man. I can't stand to be in the same compartment with
them after eating them on ships all those years....yecch.

I can still eat SOS, though....(c;


Larry
--
Search youtube for "Depleted Uranium"
The ultimate dirty bomb......

Old Navy girl, but we had fresh eggs in Uncle Sam's Canoe Club -- good chow
all around actually. No, my memories of powdered eggs come from my
childhood, and our pantry-full of green army cans. Powdered milk, powdered
eggs, wouldn't doubt we even had powdered beef in there somewhere. Used to
go to potato farms in the summer and "sort" potatoes, being paid mostly in
culls. Picked lamb's quarter growing wild in the alleys, fished for bluegill
at the old abandoned sand pits, and if we were very lucky we might catch a
bullhead or two. For a short time we lived beside a cauliflower farm --
needless to say, we picked some. We ate, but we didn't have to enjoy it.

Funny thing is that I still like cauliflower.

Karin

"KLC Lewis" wrote in
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Old Navy girl,

Oops...Sorry Karin!

There were a few food screwups on our ship. One time they ordered 200
CANS of Yoo-Hoo chocolate drink for the little gedunk. Somebody musta
checked the wrong box and we got 200 CASES, instead. Gedunk was selling
YooHoos for a nickel to try to make some space for the guy who ordered it
to sleep.

Our captain, a 4-striper about to make RADM, had a love for the taste of
Motta Geloti Italian ice cream when we were in Naples on my first Med
cruise. It's really RICH stuff! Did we need so MANY huge cans?!

I ran the ship's TV antenna system, back in the 60's before taped
programs. The channels were whatever the huge Winegard dual-bay blue
monsters on top of the king post, up about as high as the Cooper River
Bridges, could pick up. Two big distribution amps fed all the
shops/spaces with TVs and, of course, FM radio you also couldn't pick up
inside the steel beast below decks. My crowning glory was a restored
Navy R-390A MF/HF receiver I built from junk for our mess decks. Even
halfway across the Atlantic, our mess decks had BBC or VoA or Radio
Netherlands (who had the best rock music on shortwave). Extra speakers
kept my good friends in the various galley shops...pie shop,
etc.....entertained. On my keyring were keys to the pie shop, ice cream
reefer, milk reefer, etc., in case I got hungry. That R-390A was a fine
project with great benefits! We didn't drink mere feedwater off the
evaps in our shop. There was a whole box of milk always cooling in the
massive air conditioner ductwork of the calibration laboratory if you got
thirsty. Much better than feedwater, especially if you poured some
Hershey's Chocolate Syrup out of the big gallon can under the
oscilloscope bench into your glass, first.

Cal techs aboard 'Glades never passed the physical tests. But, when it
was broken, the best technicians seemed to be the fattest, so not much
was said to us...(c;

Larry
--
ET1598
Lowry AFB METCAL School, 1966
God, was it THAT long ago?!

Larry wrote:

"KLC Lewis" wrote in
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Old Navy girl,

Oops...Sorry Karin!

U guys sound like Daniel Gallery's books.

There were a few food screwups on our ship. One time they ordered 200
CANS of Yoo-Hoo chocolate drink for the little gedunk. Somebody musta
checked the wrong box and we got 200 CASES, instead. Gedunk was selling
YooHoos for a nickel to try to make some space for the guy who ordered it
to sleep.

Our captain, a 4-striper about to make RADM, had a love for the taste of
Motta Geloti Italian ice cream when we were in Naples on my first Med
cruise. It's really RICH stuff! Did we need so MANY huge cans?!

I ran the ship's TV antenna system, back in the 60's before taped
programs. The channels were whatever the huge Winegard dual-bay blue
monsters on top of the king post, up about as high as the Cooper River
Bridges, could pick up. Two big distribution amps fed all the
shops/spaces with TVs and, of course, FM radio you also couldn't pick up
inside the steel beast below decks. My crowning glory was a restored
Navy R-390A MF/HF receiver I built from junk for our mess decks. Even
halfway across the Atlantic, our mess decks had BBC or VoA or Radio
Netherlands (who had the best rock music on shortwave). Extra speakers
kept my good friends in the various galley shops...pie shop,
etc.....entertained. On my keyring were keys to the pie shop, ice cream
reefer, milk reefer, etc., in case I got hungry. That R-390A was a fine
project with great benefits! We didn't drink mere feedwater off the
evaps in our shop. There was a whole box of milk always cooling in the
massive air conditioner ductwork of the calibration laboratory if you got
thirsty. Much better than feedwater, especially if you poured some
Hershey's Chocolate Syrup out of the big gallon can under the
oscilloscope bench into your glass, first.

Cal techs aboard 'Glades never passed the physical tests. But, when it
was broken, the best technicians seemed to be the fattest, so not much
was said to us...(c;

Larry