In Flight Rations-US Guide to Boxed Nasties
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In Flight Rations-US Guide to Boxed Nasties
Someone asked me about this a while back, but I couldn't find the URLat the time.
The unofficial box nasty hall of shame
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Can be found on Baseops.Net Flight Planning and Aviation Weather
A very useful site for all sorts of other stuff too...
A very useful site for all sorts of other stuff too...
I don't own this space under my name. I should have leased it while I still could
I remember the nutty boxes we got at Offutt. They had an 'eat by' time on them. This was usually about 2 hours before take-off.
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Wonder what their equivalent of a ginster's pasty is? Surely they have something that you can use as an entrenching tool or to brain the enemy?
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TBH, I used to really look forward to the lumpy box resupply the VC-10 to and from Belize got at Dulles... Being used to Brit sandwiches, (a thin slice of meat or cheese between two pieces of bread), the Dulles sarnies were a meal between two slices. 
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minigundiplomatThey could give Odiham a hand reducing the European Egg and Tuna mountain they seem to have.
Airborne AircrewTBH, I used to really look forward to the lumpy box resupply the VC-10 to and from Belize got at Dulles... Being used to Brit sandwiches, (a thin slice of meat or cheese between two pieces of bread), the Dulles sarnies were a meal between two slices. 
I can remember Shippams paste having an offer on, collect 5 labels for a £1, or something very similar, and watching a Rigger every flight tearing through 156 used packed lunch boxes collecting the coupons, he got a hell of a lot of them in the end and made some serious cash on it..... I wonder what Shippams thought when they recieved a parcel from one person with thousands of labels in it LOL..
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Flying out of Odious once with lumpy boxes and the boss asked for his crisps which I duly handed him. A couple of minutes later he's coughing and sputtering and he hands me back something he'd just spat out and asked me if that was what he thought it was. We concurred... A large clump of pubic hair. He sent it off to Smiths(?) in the hope of getting a huge box back, (of crisps for the pedants amongst you 
). I think he got a letter... 
). I think he got a letter...
So glad I'd just finished dinner before reading that....
But are you sure that what your boss spat out had really come from the box....lunch?
Offutt Flight Kitchen used to supply something called a 'Po Boy lunch'. The main constituent of which was something resembling a foil wrapped rugby ball - it was actually a small loaf filled with sliced bits of beast and cheese.. This came with 'Sour cream flavoured ripple chips' (known by us as nipple clips) and a few other things such as a packet of 3 salty crackers with semi-liquid cheese. I always had visions of some 'Good 'ole boy' at the helm of a B-52 inbound to Moscow with his fat paw clutching the 'Po Boy' saying "OK, bubbas, we're gonna nuke them sove-ee-ett mutha-fuquerres just a' soon as ah've finished ma goddam SAC lunch!"
One of the world's worst culinary experiences was the Goose Bay milk tit supplied to those Vulcan crews stupid enough to ask for milk. As anyone with half a brain would know, the nearest cow....OK, 4-legged cow, to Goose was hundreds if not thousands of miles south. So the 'milk' is hardly likely to be the sort of thing the milko delivers to one's doorstep.
Our AEO once made the mistake of ordering 'milk'. An hour or so after top of climb he cut open the polythene tit in which the milk was supplied. Only to discover it tasted like $hit. The problem now was what to do with it, given that there was nowhere to get rid of it in the Tin Triangle.
However, being an ex-Rock, he was inventive by nature. So the pee-tube found a new use, much to the consternation of the ground crew and Farqhuar the Revenue at Scampton when he tipped the contents into the taxiway drain after landing. I'm not sure whether it was the milk or the chicken bones which got their attention most...
Best RAF rations? Ascension - it might have said the same on the rats form as the one at Brize did, but the folk at ASI clearly took pride in their work. Thanks, team!
Akrotiri was surely the home of the 'in-flight racing chicken'? All leg, no tit? As well, of course, as 'George's Family Crisps'. So oily that if you turned a packet upside down, you could see the oil dripping down the packet....
And is it my imagination, but weren't 'Waggon Wheels' bigger when they used to come in the in-flight rations?
But are you sure that what your boss spat out had really come from the box....lunch?Offutt Flight Kitchen used to supply something called a 'Po Boy lunch'. The main constituent of which was something resembling a foil wrapped rugby ball - it was actually a small loaf filled with sliced bits of beast and cheese.. This came with 'Sour cream flavoured ripple chips' (known by us as nipple clips) and a few other things such as a packet of 3 salty crackers with semi-liquid cheese. I always had visions of some 'Good 'ole boy' at the helm of a B-52 inbound to Moscow with his fat paw clutching the 'Po Boy' saying "OK, bubbas, we're gonna nuke them sove-ee-ett mutha-fuquerres just a' soon as ah've finished ma goddam SAC lunch!"
One of the world's worst culinary experiences was the Goose Bay milk tit supplied to those Vulcan crews stupid enough to ask for milk. As anyone with half a brain would know, the nearest cow....OK, 4-legged cow, to Goose was hundreds if not thousands of miles south. So the 'milk' is hardly likely to be the sort of thing the milko delivers to one's doorstep.
Our AEO once made the mistake of ordering 'milk'. An hour or so after top of climb he cut open the polythene tit in which the milk was supplied. Only to discover it tasted like $hit. The problem now was what to do with it, given that there was nowhere to get rid of it in the Tin Triangle.
However, being an ex-Rock, he was inventive by nature. So the pee-tube found a new use, much to the consternation of the ground crew and Farqhuar the Revenue at Scampton when he tipped the contents into the taxiway drain after landing. I'm not sure whether it was the milk or the chicken bones which got their attention most...
Best RAF rations? Ascension - it might have said the same on the rats form as the one at Brize did, but the folk at ASI clearly took pride in their work. Thanks, team!
Akrotiri was surely the home of the 'in-flight racing chicken'? All leg, no tit? As well, of course, as 'George's Family Crisps'. So oily that if you turned a packet upside down, you could see the oil dripping down the packet....
And is it my imagination, but weren't 'Waggon Wheels' bigger when they used to come in the in-flight rations?
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Feeding 'on the hoof' one dark, miserable day (weren't they all in NI) I was pleased to see some obviously hot food coming down to the a/c in foil cartons. I was heartened more when the LHS opened his to reveal chicken & chips. Having passed over control as he stuffed down the last chip, I peeled the lid off mine to reveal liver & onions! Oh bliss oh joy - the fun of eating said meal with an RAF dingy knife. Spent the rest of the day stinking of gravy from all the fallout on my grobag, gloves etc
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BUT, i got to say i love the raf issue "heat in the bag" chicken stew
also, EUROGRAN ahem, "lemon powder", mixed up strong and you'll soon know if you need to see the tooth quack
also, EUROGRAN ahem, "lemon powder", mixed up strong and you'll soon know if you need to see the tooth quack
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I always had visions of some 'Good 'ole boy' at the helm of a B-52 inbound to Moscow
Did you dress formally for the bomb run?
I remember the nutty boxes we got at Offutt. They had an 'eat by' time on them. This was usually about 2 hours before take-off.
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Hmm, anyone remember the tale of the Herc F/Eng whose cheese butty burst into flames over Turkey (country, not sarnie) because they were on oxygen for some reason?
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Always remember looking in a gobbly-box after departing Barksdale in a Belfast. There was a packet, labelled "Inter-Dental Stimulator".
Yup, a toothpick.
Tastier than the meal, I recall....
Yup, a toothpick.
Tastier than the meal, I recall....
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Fruit?
Slightly more organised than normal on one occasion, took a brown bag from the MPA Mess before a rotary trip. They might have had a snag with fresh fodder deliveries so 'pudding' was a v-strong clear plastic bag containing sugar drenched nearly-dried fruit. The locals called it road kill!
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Why oh why did Invincible ALWAYS put a hard-boiled egg in the bagrat?
Peeling the shell off without dropping it all over the cockpit was impossible! At the end of a period of continuous charge, the floor resembled a shale beach!
Peeling the shell off without dropping it all over the cockpit was impossible! At the end of a period of continuous charge, the floor resembled a shale beach!