I thought I was in for a very rugged experience when I heard that our campsite wouldn’t have flush toilets and showers (yes, I was spoiled in the past), but it turned out to be very luxurious, especially in the food department.

Ribs Act II: Flavor and All His Friends taken from Beaver Mines Lake 2008 Photoset
Friday’s dinner:
- BBQ chicken
- tomato/pepper/basil salad
- (there was more food that I missed out on since I was setting up the tent)
- wine and s’mores
Saturday’s breakfast:
- Coffee pressed from hand-ground Dominican Republic beans
- Eggs
- Thick-sliced bacon, grilled on the fire
- Whole-grain buttered toast
Saturday’s lunch:
- More BBQ chicken and chicken wings
- Roasted cherry tomatoes with garlic and fresh basil
- Tinfoil mushrooms with red onions
- Pickled asparagus, carrots, stuffed olives
- Fresh pineapple
Saturday’s dinner:
- Ribs smoked for 12 hours (Heavenly! The star of the entire trip.)
- Tinfoil carrots and potatoes
- Sweet potatoes
- Beans made with whiskey-deglazed caramelized onions
- Poached pears and peaches served with vanilla bean ice cream
- Three lovingly-created s’mores for dessert
Sunday’s breakfast:
- Hashbrowns with leftover sweet potatoes, sauteed onions and two-year old cheddar
- Maple sausages
- Eggs
- Hand-ground coffee
Sunday’s lunch:
- Homemade burgers stuffed with sundried tomatoes, cilantro, cheese, garlic, onion, and Kim’s other secret ingredients on a multigrain bun with dijon, banana peppers, lettuce and tomato
- Ice cream from the nearby hamlet
Sunday’s dinner:
- Grilled deer steaks
- Apple chicken Spolumbo sausages with dijon and sauerkraut
- Roasted vegetables
- Filipino Tanduay rum and coke, lime wedges
Monday’s breakfast:
- More hand-ground pressed coffee
- Multigrain toast smeared with loads of melty brie (one of my pieces had black cherry jam to punctuate with sweetness)
- Sausages from the night before
- Eggs
- Hashbrowns made with the same burger mix from Sunday’s lunch
My mouth started to water when recalling the culinary delights we enjoyed during this trip. I don’t know if this is a diet-concious food diary entry, or if this is something I should be confessing to a priest in a box.
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