Showing posts with label emergency food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emergency food. Show all posts

Saturday, June 2, 2012

I expect them any time now

It's completely solved. There is no more mystery - please return to your seats. The sojourning LDS kids are from Gilbert, Arizona, and this was a religious exercise. This is the kind of thing  you learn from geocaching.†

This got me thinking about young people in non-mainstream religions, and team-building, and attrition. I was going to write about it, and then I got bored, and then I got sleepy.

They should be marching back through at any moment, and despite a long walk already today, they will probably be excited because they're just about eight hundred yards from their cars as they pass us.

A: Because I always like to have a theme, the hallmark of quality writing.
Q: Why am I telling you about Augason Farms?

Our friends, Darlene and Downwind Nicole told us about them, and we've been using their products since we first found them in Yuma. The deal is that they are dehydrated, so a lot of food is pretty light. It doesn't weigh your rig down like an equivalent amount of hydrated food would. The other deal is that, while most dried fruits add sugar and oil, these fruits are just made of fruit. Another deal is that they taste good. Some more deal is that none of the meal ingredients we've used have any added salt or fat.

They have a pretty big selection of gluten-free foods, too, if that's something you're looking for.

We've used their meat substitute and like it as well as the frozen variety. Vegetable stew is good. Onions, good. Bell peppers, good. Blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, apricots=yummy. Apples=fine. Sometimes we're out in the woods and we run out of fresh fruit and veggies. It's good to have these.

What I mean to say is that our microwave hole is full of these things.

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When I looked them up to write this post, I discovered that I could apply to be an affiliate. ohpleaseohpleaseohplease I don't know if I'll be accepted, because I don't talk much about the preparedness movement, or zombies, or a great tribulation, but I do talk about craving fruit in the woods while watching your wife eat the last banana. If that's not survival training, what is? If that's not tribulation, you don't want to see tribulation.

You can find a few of these products in the Southwest, mostly in Walmarts. The target markets are survivalists and Latter Day Saints, both of whom want a stockpile of good food for when the power goes out permanently at the Sizzler. I would like to assert that boondockers and other RVers should be their target market, too. During the ZombiLypse, we are going to be on the move, gas tanks and automatic weapons full, looking for a healthy, low-cal nosh that doesn't take a lot of brains to prep. Or, make a shambles of the kitchen.


I read the sign at the mouth of the road while I was looking for a cache.