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New-Gen    Posted 02-24-2005 at 15:58:16       [Reply]  [No Email]
By the time I got around to reading DaleAnne's post about eating cheap there were already a bunch of good replies so I didn't offer any input.
But I did come up with another question along the same lines:

What is the most desparate thing you've ever done to get a meal (Other that dropping in on friends and relatives}?

About 20 years ago, when I was just starting out trucking, it was pretty much hand to mouth.
On one trip when there were too many miles at the end of my money I made a deal with the owner of a little truckstop where I loaded up 5 scrap tires @$1.00 each. In 1985 $5.00 would buy a decent meal (even at truckstop prices) and it was legal to burn old tires....
Glad to say those days are over...
NG


EngineerJoyce    Posted 02-25-2005 at 07:15:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
I can honestly say I've never gone hungry.
Like Dale Anne, I am one of 12. My baby brother is only 20, and I'm #7 in line. We farmed and grew all our own food. Grocery shopping was a once-a-month thing. Our parents would have starved to death before letting us get a little hungry. To this day my dad eats the chicken backs so we can eat the best, and we're all grown.
I've eaten about every wild thing palateable, but I was never allowed to be hungry.
I didn't have my first new dress until I was 12 and my oldest brother got married, but I was NEVER hungry.

Dale Anne, please accept my deepest and most sincere apologies on behalf of your parents. No child should ever be allowed to endure what you and your siblings did. My God have mercy on their souls. :-((


Dale Anne    Posted 02-25-2005 at 07:36:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
Thank You Joyce...but I see it as what made me who I am today!..and to tell you the truth I like me very much....because of the way my siblings and I grew up we all seem to be very compassionate folks, strong willed ,and go getters...I don,t blame my folks anymore I did as a child but learned not to blame but to take the bad and learn from it....not my whole childhood was bad..my siblings and I had alot of fun with each other we stuck together and made it[even if my lil brother locked me in the basement so he could go out] lol......we had to do some unconventioal things to survive but it only made us stronger and thats the truth.....I had it easy compared to some kids[read the story of..A Child Called It] I thank my lucky stars for my childhood now seeing that it taught me things that had I been born into a good or even great family I might not have learned...like making family the #1 priority......not matter how little ya have as long as you have a family you are rich!........and from my parents I learned to never turn my back on anyone who is hungry. and there is always a way no matter what to make things a lil better!...I thank god for the church programs that handed out food and clothing when i was a child...I attended 3 churches to get in the programs....government cheese the whole nine yards...some folks dont agree with these programs but back in the day all ya had to do was get in line[even a kid] and they would give you food and such....and thank the lord we had them cause we sure used them.....I have a great life now found me a wonderful husband and have a good family of my own. I dont speak to mother but I do love her and think of her often...its not my childhood that keeps me from picking up the phone believe it or not we had an argument and I havent spoken to her since lol......guess I also learned to be stubborn huh?......i guess the bottom line is...I wouldnt change anything that has happen in my life not even the bad things cause I have learned alot and it molded me into who I am today...even iffin I am a lil crazy lol....Dale Anne


Dale Anne    Posted 02-25-2005 at 05:29:47       [Reply]  [No Email]
ok ok...lord please forgive me but I stole tuna helper and tuna fish from the sav a lot......I was about 14 and mom and dad hadnt been around fer about a week[they were camping]and the kids were hungry I tried to get some work at the pizza parlor[use to shred cheese for a free pizza once a week] but they had nothing fer me...I had $1.00 from sweeping a pavment and decided to see what i could buy....well even at sav-a-lot a dollar didnt go far...I bought 3 cans of beans...[had to feed 12 of us]..knew 3 cans of beans wouldnt cut it so stole food....then had my brother go that night and steal charcoal out of folks yards so we could cook it on the grill cause we didnt have gas...i still pray for forgivness for that but I reckoned at the time iffin I asked grown folks for help or food that DHS would come and take me and my siblings away and split us up so I did what I had to....I have no shame over it just guilt...did tell the one gal we stole her charcoal and shoveled her pavment for free after telling her about it that winter when she tried to pay me......Dale Anne


Errin OH    Posted 02-24-2005 at 21:35:41       [Reply]  [No Email]
Along the squrrel lines. Just out of high skool we used to do these "eat what you kill" camping trips. We took nothing but guns and bullets. Slep on the ground or cab of the truck. On this trip we had what you might call a motly crew. Rick a down right city fella that never fired a gun. Dan a big fella that thought of himself a mountain man (store bought of course). Dans friend, don't recall his name, skinny fella but seemed to know what he was doing. And myself. Week long trip down in southern Oklahoma. Day three and we hadn't eat since we left home. Dan's friend was out walking the road looking for road kill. Dan was chasing a small dog that had showed up on day two. And yes if he cought it he would have eatin it. I think that dog new it and decided he didn't want to hang with a bunch of loosers anymore. Any how I happened acroos an armidillo. One shot and he rolled down a bank in to a small creek. Picked him up and took him back to camp. Rick took one look and said "no F-----g way". Dan was already cutting it up before I got it put down. Needless to say armidillo isn't bad. Dan cut it into pieces about the size of a chicken thigh. Salt, pepper, thick onion slice and pice of tater. All raped in foil and buried in coals. Kinda greasy but good. At least it was then.

BTW - On another trip I may have eaten cat. Not sure, and I didn't ask.......


Peanut    Posted 02-24-2005 at 16:36:28       [Reply]  [No Email]
I went backpacking in the Bighorn Mountains and was truly sick of the camp food we made. Dehydrated this - freeze dried that. Might as well have been frozen turds.

I decided to go squirrel hunting instead. No gun of course. So I spread granola under a large flat rock. Put a stick under one end with a string tied to it. Stretch the string into the woods and sit a wait. About 30 minutes later a big fat gray squirrel goes in for the granola. Yank the sting and the rock flattens him.

Not wanting to pick up the rock and have a crazy squirrel attack me, I jump on the rock. Just to make sure its dead. OK - kids do dumb things.

Lift the rock and take my thoroughly crushed squirrel and begin cleaning it. It took a long time because the bone structure had been pulverized. Got a meal though. I ended up with a good bit to put over the fire.

Now to start the fire. I was starving so I wanted to help the fire along a bit so I sprinkled some of the lantern fuel over the fire. Whoosh - the fire crawled up to the can in my hand. I dropped it and little fire bombs went everywhere. Ten minutes of stomping and cussing I had the little fires out and the big one was ready for my squirrel.

Other than almost burning down the Bighorn Mountains, that was a wonderful meal.


deadcarp    Posted 02-24-2005 at 17:02:03       [Reply]  [No Email]
evr try any vegeburger? i tell ya, if that's what loma linda girls eat, i'm wouldn't even pick up a stalled nun! and we were starvin! even the coyote robbed our cheese outa a tree & left that stuff in the can. next morning we split our last orange 4 ways & used the vegeburger for target practice. :)


ha ha DC    Posted 02-24-2005 at 17:24:57       [Reply]  [No Email]
I was a vegetarian for years and years. Not for any moral reason - purely the health (cholestoral). After about 10 years my system was tired of it and started behaving badly.

Yes, I ate veggie burgers all the time. There is nothing "burger" about them. Corn, soy, beans, etc. Mmm Mmm Crap. I could not find anything that made them taste good.

PS - I celebrated my first meat meal with a Whopper from Burger King. lol

- Peanut


Doc    Posted 02-24-2005 at 18:37:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
Had a Haystack for dinner tonight.
Take one bowl
- crumble crackers in bottom
- layer of chili
- white rice
- broken lettuce
- shredded cheese
- topped off with sweet & sour dressing
Pretty good.


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