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Put that in your YouTube and smoke it..... I mean that supportively

Thank you YouTube,you just saved me a ton of investigative work. The snow has got to melt sometime...if new snow ever stops falling.  So the mad dash for gearing up is well under way in 2018. We have to backpack this year with all of this investing going on.  But what about food? I have plenty of books that tell you how to make Trail meals. But those do not really have practical application in their entirety. There is a 10% return Factor on those things, and which you can apply something that you learn from them into something that you were doing. But that is about it. So we cannot all afford Mountain House meals for every meal as they average about $10 a meal. So last year when I bombed out with Lipton and knor pasta sides, I wondered what to do next. Should I dehydrate all my own food? Should I find something else? Thankfully I found good instructions and cooking the times are adjusted to cozy cooking times. I also learned the cozy cooking almost never works with noodle sides, but does with rice sides.
So I tried it. The Rice Side said to cook 7 minutes. I boiled a cup of water, then dumped that and half of the pasta side into my Coleman cookpot, added brocolli I dehydrated and covered with my double pot cozy. Let sit for 14 minutes (double the package instructions) and then dropped cut up spam cubes in with it. Let sit in the cozy for 4 more minutes. This was the final outcome and it was delicious, aside from needing a little black pepper. I can tell you it was definitely everything a mountain house meal would be. Texture was perfect.


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