Discussion in 'Camp Cooking' started by NeilMacleod, Jun 16, 2018.
Agree with Cannon! Where is your camp man!
I seem to recall, Rancid Crabtree, that crusty old back-woodsman in Pat McManus's books used to say, "What's for supper?" as he tossed some kindling in the stove.
His reason for saying this was, he never knew what would float up to the top in the big pot of grease that was sitting on it.
Now, THAT'S deep frying, the old time way.
Funny thing, as in my life I’ve known ol’ Rancid, and Retch Sweeney and most all the folks Pat mentioned. I knew ‘em by other names, but I sure knew ‘em. Been through ol’Pats adventures my self a time or two.
Before those notables there was Corey Ford with his "Lower Forty" gang of refined reprobates who were my heroes when I was young. At least I think he was before McManus. I wonder if there are any contemporary writers describing similar characters?
Add Robert Ruark to that list as well. His boyhood adventures with his grandfather while growing up in coastal North Carolina in the 1920's could just as easily have been about me and my grandfather when I was growing up in rural southside Virginia in the 1950's. Same characters, just different names.
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