"Vic Smith" wrote in message
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On Mon, 09 Feb 2009 00:58:05 GMT, Zombie of Woodstock
wrote:



Odd - I've eaten Army, Air Force chow halls and the food was crap.

Navy food, by comparison, was excellent.

Espiecally in San Diego.

There's Navy food, and there's USS John King food.
But I'm a picky eater too.
The toast wasn't too bad. If it wasn't an hour old.

--Vic


I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Eisboch

On Sun, 08 Feb 2009 20:33:42 -0500, HK wrote:

Vic Smith wrote:
On Mon, 09 Feb 2009 00:58:05 GMT, Zombie of Woodstock
wrote:


Odd - I've eaten Army, Air Force chow halls and the food was crap.

Navy food, by comparison, was excellent.

Espiecally in San Diego.

There's Navy food, and there's USS John King food.
But I'm a picky eater too.
The toast wasn't too bad. If it wasn't an hour old.

--Vic


Well, then, someone just didn't care. There's no reason for
institutional food to taste bad, even cheap institutional food, if the
people preparing it care. Not on a big ship.

Again you give away the fact that you know absolutely nothing of the
military.

You'd be best served to stay out of any discussion about the military.

On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 02:01:01 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Bug juice, powdered eggs, fried bologna, and mystery meat were among
the food items introduced to me by the Navy.
The bug juice tasted a bit different than the others.
I left them behind when I left the Navy behind.
The only thing the Navy addicted me to was a good shoe shine.
Still need my Kiwi, an old tooth brush, and a soft cotton cloth.
Don't do the spit shine though.
When bug juice showed up in the milk dispensers at breakfast, that
meant one thing to me. No more milk until replenishment.
And that meant my favorite meal, from the good kitchens of Kellogg's
and Elsie the cow, would disappear for a while.
Even a bowl full of frantically swimming weevils once didn't kill my
appetite for Kellogg's.
Three-four days out was as long as the milk lasted.
I don't recall Navy powdered milk for some reason. Might be because
time is merciful. Maybe the Navy was. Same effect.
I do recall my ma making that crap when money was tight.
All us kids hated it, so she gave up.

--Vic

"Vic Smith" wrote in message
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On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 02:01:01 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Bug juice, powdered eggs, fried bologna, and mystery meat were among
the food items introduced to me by the Navy.
The bug juice tasted a bit different than the others.
I left them behind when I left the Navy behind.
The only thing the Navy addicted me to was a good shoe shine.
Still need my Kiwi, an old tooth brush, and a soft cotton cloth.
Don't do the spit shine though.
When bug juice showed up in the milk dispensers at breakfast, that
meant one thing to me. No more milk until replenishment.
And that meant my favorite meal, from the good kitchens of Kellogg's
and Elsie the cow, would disappear for a while.
Even a bowl full of frantically swimming weevils once didn't kill my
appetite for Kellogg's.
Three-four days out was as long as the milk lasted.
I don't recall Navy powdered milk for some reason. Might be because
time is merciful. Maybe the Navy was. Same effect.
I do recall my ma making that crap when money was tight.
All us kids hated it, so she gave up.

--Vic


I used to like the powdered eggs. Pour enough ketchup on them and they were
not bad.
Ditto on the milk. A little 315' DE didn't store a lot of milk.
Like you said, 3 or 4 days out and it was gone.

We had an old Coke machine though. Not the kind that dispenses cans or
bottles however.
It mixed syrup with carbonated water into a cup. 5 cents per cup until it
also ran out.
That usually happened right after an underway replenishment or refueling
when the Captain would order the corpsman to issue all involved a shot of
bourbon to warm up. To make it last many would pour it into a cup of the
syrup Coke mix.

"Swiss Steak" about every other day. I never really knew why it was called
Swiss steak.
More like cooked grizzle.

My mother tried the powdered milk thing also. There was a
rebellion among us kids. Then she tried mixing it 50/50 with whole milk.
Still didn't hack it. We finally made my father drink a big glass of the
crap.
Never had powdered milk again.

Eisboch

On Feb 9, 7:55*am, "Eisboch" wrote:
"Vic Smith" wrote in message

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On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 02:01:01 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Bug juice, powdered eggs, fried bologna, and mystery meat were among
the food items introduced to me by the Navy.
The bug juice tasted a bit different than the others.
I left them behind when I left the Navy behind.
The only thing the Navy addicted me to was a good shoe shine.
Still need my Kiwi, an old tooth brush, and a soft cotton cloth.
Don't do the spit shine though.
When bug juice showed up in the milk dispensers at breakfast, that
meant one thing to me. *No more milk until replenishment.
And that meant my favorite meal, from the good kitchens of Kellogg's
and Elsie the cow, would disappear for a while.
Even a bowl full of frantically swimming weevils once didn't kill my
appetite for Kellogg's.
Three-four days out was as long as the milk lasted.
I don't recall Navy powdered milk for some reason. *Might be because
time is merciful. *Maybe the Navy was. *Same effect.
I do recall my ma making that crap when money was tight.
All us kids hated it, so she gave up.

--Vic

I used to like the powdered eggs. *Pour enough ketchup on them and they were
not bad.
Ditto on the milk. *A little 315' DE *didn't store a lot of milk.
Like you said, 3 or 4 days out and it was gone.

We had an old Coke machine though. *Not the kind that dispenses cans or
bottles however.
It mixed syrup with carbonated water into a cup. *5 cents per cup until it
also ran out.
That usually happened right after an underway replenishment or refueling
when the Captain would order the corpsman to issue all involved a shot of
bourbon to warm up. *To make it last many would pour it into a cup of the
syrup Coke mix.

"Swiss Steak" about every other day. *I never really knew why it was called
Swiss steak.
More like cooked grizzle.

My mother tried the powdered milk thing also. *There was a
rebellion among us kids. *Then she tried mixing it 50/50 with whole milk.
Still didn't hack it. * We finally made my father drink a big glass of the
crap.
Never had powdered milk again.

Eisboch- Hide quoted text -

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I grew up with powdered milk.. Found whole milk weird when I moved out
of the house and started drinking it on a regular basis.. We used to
get up every morning and make a nice big half gallon for the day
Warm tap water too... Don't know if I could take it now, of course
now adays you don't really save any on it anyway...

Eisboch wrote:

"Vic Smith" wrote in message
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On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 02:01:01 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Bug juice, powdered eggs, fried bologna, and mystery meat were among
the food items introduced to me by the Navy.
The bug juice tasted a bit different than the others.
I left them behind when I left the Navy behind.
The only thing the Navy addicted me to was a good shoe shine.
Still need my Kiwi, an old tooth brush, and a soft cotton cloth.
Don't do the spit shine though.
When bug juice showed up in the milk dispensers at breakfast, that
meant one thing to me. No more milk until replenishment.
And that meant my favorite meal, from the good kitchens of Kellogg's
and Elsie the cow, would disappear for a while.
Even a bowl full of frantically swimming weevils once didn't kill my
appetite for Kellogg's.
Three-four days out was as long as the milk lasted.
I don't recall Navy powdered milk for some reason. Might be because
time is merciful. Maybe the Navy was. Same effect.
I do recall my ma making that crap when money was tight.
All us kids hated it, so she gave up.

--Vic


I used to like the powdered eggs. Pour enough ketchup on them and they
were not bad.
Ditto on the milk. A little 315' DE didn't store a lot of milk.
Like you said, 3 or 4 days out and it was gone.

We had an old Coke machine though. Not the kind that dispenses cans or
bottles however.
It mixed syrup with carbonated water into a cup. 5 cents per cup until
it also ran out.
That usually happened right after an underway replenishment or refueling
when the Captain would order the corpsman to issue all involved a shot
of bourbon to warm up. To make it last many would pour it into a cup of
the syrup Coke mix.

"Swiss Steak" about every other day. I never really knew why it was
called Swiss steak.
More like cooked grizzle.

My mother tried the powdered milk thing also. There was a
rebellion among us kids. Then she tried mixing it 50/50 with whole milk.
Still didn't hack it. We finally made my father drink a big glass of
the crap.
Never had powdered milk again.

Eisboch

I don't recall my mother ever serving powdered milk. We did try powdered
eggs...once.

On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 07:55:22 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I used to like the powdered eggs. Pour enough ketchup on them and they were
not bad.

Love powdered eggs. You just can't explain the attraction to them for
some reason. More guys I know that served during our era have said
that to me more than once.

Some didn't care for them admittedly, but most couldn't get enough.

I also developed a taste for chipped beef on toast for some reason -
in particular if they used bacon drippings for the sauce.

Nothing like a hearty breakfast - pile of powered eggs, two servings
of SOS.

That is gormet man - gormet.


--

"I have tried to know absolutely nothing about a great
many things, and I have succeeded fairly well."

Robert Benchley

On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 05:01:03 -0800 (PST),
wrote:

On Feb 9, 7:55*am, "Eisboch" wrote:
"Vic Smith" wrote in message

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On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 02:01:01 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Bug juice, powdered eggs, fried bologna, and mystery meat were among
the food items introduced to me by the Navy.
The bug juice tasted a bit different than the others.
I left them behind when I left the Navy behind.
The only thing the Navy addicted me to was a good shoe shine.
Still need my Kiwi, an old tooth brush, and a soft cotton cloth.
Don't do the spit shine though.
When bug juice showed up in the milk dispensers at breakfast, that
meant one thing to me. *No more milk until replenishment.
And that meant my favorite meal, from the good kitchens of Kellogg's
and Elsie the cow, would disappear for a while.
Even a bowl full of frantically swimming weevils once didn't kill my
appetite for Kellogg's.
Three-four days out was as long as the milk lasted.
I don't recall Navy powdered milk for some reason. *Might be because
time is merciful. *Maybe the Navy was. *Same effect.
I do recall my ma making that crap when money was tight.
All us kids hated it, so she gave up.

--Vic

I used to like the powdered eggs. *Pour enough ketchup on them and they were
not bad.
Ditto on the milk. *A little 315' DE *didn't store a lot of milk.
Like you said, 3 or 4 days out and it was gone.

We had an old Coke machine though. *Not the kind that dispenses cans or
bottles however.
It mixed syrup with carbonated water into a cup. *5 cents per cup until it
also ran out.
That usually happened right after an underway replenishment or refueling
when the Captain would order the corpsman to issue all involved a shot of
bourbon to warm up. *To make it last many would pour it into a cup of the
syrup Coke mix.

"Swiss Steak" about every other day. *I never really knew why it was called
Swiss steak.
More like cooked grizzle.

My mother tried the powdered milk thing also. *There was a
rebellion among us kids. *Then she tried mixing it 50/50 with whole milk.
Still didn't hack it. * We finally made my father drink a big glass of the
crap.
Never had powdered milk again.

Eisboch- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

I grew up with powdered milk.. Found whole milk weird when I moved out
of the house and started drinking it on a regular basis.. We used to
get up every morning and make a nice big half gallon for the day
Warm tap water too... Don't know if I could take it now, of course
now adays you don't really save any on it anyway...

I grew up on a dairy farm and had fresh whole milk, chilled in a
cooler, everyday. And fresh buttermilk. And fresh cream - you ain't
never had nuttin' like fresh picked strawberries with fresh whipped
cream on fresh bisquits baked in a stone oven.

When we moved East, I couldn't drink the milk - ever. Tasted like
cardboard.

--

"I intend to live forever. So far, so good."

Steven Wright

"HK" wrote in message
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I don't recall my mother ever serving powdered milk. We did try powdered
eggs...once.


When a gallon of whole milk climbed up to about 80 cents a gallon, my mother
tried to save by using the powdered junk. With three kids in the house, we
went through quite a bit of milk.

Eisboch

On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 07:55:22 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:


"Vic Smith" wrote in message
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On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 02:01:01 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I became addicted to Bug Juice.

Bug juice, powdered eggs, fried bologna, and mystery meat were among
the food items introduced to me by the Navy.
The bug juice tasted a bit different than the others.
I left them behind when I left the Navy behind.
The only thing the Navy addicted me to was a good shoe shine.
Still need my Kiwi, an old tooth brush, and a soft cotton cloth.
Don't do the spit shine though.
When bug juice showed up in the milk dispensers at breakfast, that
meant one thing to me. No more milk until replenishment.
And that meant my favorite meal, from the good kitchens of Kellogg's
and Elsie the cow, would disappear for a while.
Even a bowl full of frantically swimming weevils once didn't kill my
appetite for Kellogg's.
Three-four days out was as long as the milk lasted.
I don't recall Navy powdered milk for some reason. Might be because
time is merciful. Maybe the Navy was. Same effect.
I do recall my ma making that crap when money was tight.
All us kids hated it, so she gave up.

--Vic


I used to like the powdered eggs. Pour enough ketchup on them and they were
not bad.
Ditto on the milk. A little 315' DE didn't store a lot of milk.
Like you said, 3 or 4 days out and it was gone.

We had an old Coke machine though. Not the kind that dispenses cans or
bottles however.
It mixed syrup with carbonated water into a cup. 5 cents per cup until it
also ran out.
That usually happened right after an underway replenishment or refueling
when the Captain would order the corpsman to issue all involved a shot of
bourbon to warm up. To make it last many would pour it into a cup of the
syrup Coke mix.

"Swiss Steak" about every other day. I never really knew why it was called
Swiss steak.
More like cooked grizzle.

My mother tried the powdered milk thing also. There was a
rebellion among us kids. Then she tried mixing it 50/50 with whole milk.
Still didn't hack it. We finally made my father drink a big glass of the
crap.
Never had powdered milk again.

Eisboch

Vietnam was a year-long study in the eating of powdered eggs.

Ketchup -- blech!

Tobasco -- yumm.