cmedsailor
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Mashed potatoes (ready in the bag to boil), tin of tuna fish, onions, olive oil, salt, mix them all...bon apetite.
Meandering back from Cherbourg on a balmy summers night about 3am fresh caught Mackerel filleted, grilled and wrapped in butted wholemeal bred with Blue Stilton and a glass of Rémy Martin.![]()
Diced spam curry, but only with a F8 in the forecast.
Is it true that curry (like horseradish) hurts more on its return journey?![]()
Why go to sea for pleasure, then subsist on long-life junk in waterproof packaging, because of the boisterous conditions?
I reckon a bit of wildly inconvenient Keith Floyd flamboyance, turns the experience (and recollection) of even an arduous & comfortless passage into a varied, cheerful, enviable travelogue.
...a gentleman might heave to and forego a snack in favour of a bit of roast beef.
No one seems to have mentioned a simple hot dog.
Naturally! Ovens are gimballed, too. And make sure there's a choice of mustards - and ensure they're in pots, please, each one on a saucer with a spoon - none of those squeezy plastic abominations, like so much yellow toothpaste.
Now...a touch of Dijonnaise with my brisket, if you please...![]()
Naturally! Ovens are gimballed, too.
Glad someone was brought up proper like.
A friend of mine once roasted a chicken and served it with potatoes, broccoli, and carrots, for lunch - on a day sail! Though that's possibly taking things a bit far![]()
When, at the year's end, we think back to the season's sailing (and discuss next year's, with proposed crew-members), how much more enthusiastic is everyone going to be, if your boat is known to serve seriously good grub, nothing cheap or nasty, and cooked with care?
we ate well, even though most of his duties involved unplugging olives from the self-bailer, and keeping the venison pie out of the inevitable puddles
...have you read 'Down Channel' by RT McMullen ? He was a stockbroker in Victorian times, virtually invented sailing as a hobby; he had big traditional style boats but cruised in them, with a couple of paid crew until he got fed up with them, fired them and did it singlehanded...
The skipper I mentioned above (him of the schnitzels and curry) was known for running a very well-catered ship. He did all the cooking - he said it relaxed him at the end of a day's racing. He also believed in a good breakfast, doing at least a small fryup every morning...
...since he was a Major and half the crew were usually Craftsmen (REME version of a Private), they found being waited on in this way hilarious
...the Royal Signals boat loaded nothing but case after case of pot noodles aboard. Apparently they didn't want to make a mess of the galley (and hence have to clean it) so used the cooker for boiling water only.
That Major sounds like one of the best blokes anyone could ever hope to meet!