I've said it a hundred times before and I'll say it again; I'll walk past the best steakhouse in the world in order to get to a can of Vienna Sausages on the tailgate of my truck somewhere out on some lonely forest trail.
The bread tastes fresher, the food tastes better, and the cofee is always deliciously welcome no matter how long it has been rendering over a low bed of coals.
My favorite camp vittles includes squirrel or venison stew, cooked really thick with a fresh batch of sour dough biscuits and several cups of coffee. The stew's pretty easy to make, just take a couple of pounds of chunked venison, roll it in flour and brown it in the bottom of a dutch oven cook pot with a little grease, then toss in about five chunked taters, a couple of chopped carrots, a can of baldheaded green peas, a quarter cup of flour, a chopped up sweet onion, some salt and pepper, and just cover it with about an inch of water and stir real good. Put the lid on that rascal and dig a hole near the fire pit and rake in some red coals and drop the pot over them, rake a few more coals on either side of the pot and pull the dirt around it. Then put a few more of them red coals on the lid of the pot. Let that rascal sit for a few hours, or just long enough for an evening hunt, and you'll have something there that's just plain old good to eat.
Wanna know how I make my biscuits, you'll have to ask pretty please on accounta I don't just give out them kinda secrets to just anybody!
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