That sounds like an Army thing..........

Onboard ship......We get only the finest......Steak and Lobster.....

 

On the airplane, we usually got 2 dried out pieces of bread, a meat of unknown origin or biological make up, 1 little packet of: ketchup, mustard and sometimes mayonnaise. All of this wrapped up all Purdy in a white cardboard box.


If the flight time for the mission was going to be over 6 hours, we got steaks, potatoes and all the fixings that the AO (the Aviation Ordinanceman was the designated cook per US Naval aviation traditions) would cook up in the Galley. Somehow it always managed to have a JP 5 and hydraulic oil tinges to the flavor.

 

Yep.......Wasn't it Great.........
.....The Good Old Days..........

 

Hey, I wasn't confined to a tin-can........USAF remember?
It was a hangar..........and we had good coffee and donuts too!..LOL!

 

Uhhhhh........I think I would be real careful about calling the Abraham Lincoln a "tin can"... you may end up with a swarm of Hornets that your can of Raid can't handle!

 

LOL welcome to "Battle of the forces"


Evenin Left siders

 

Hey, Charlie!...........How bout the battle of the siblings..........care to give us the details?

 

Them Hornets can't leave the nest without the spares................

I can't spend too much time here, it's 62* and bright sun outside!!!!

 

That's why the Navy has had
CODs for many, many years ago...(Carrier Onboard Delivery).


AND


Carriers are really, really big but still too small to land a C17, C130, KC 10, C141 or a C5 on.




Holy Cow! When did you move? It's 38 and raining here. I've still got a heavy layer of ice in my wine barrel yard fountain! Geez, AS THE BIRD FLYS we're only about 75 miles apart.

 

Ah chow onboard ship sometimes good sometimes bad, depended if the cook cared about his job and the crew.

 

It's only 42, in Portland.

 

I think Dave is having delusions of grandeur.........or he forgot to replace the batteries in his weather station.

 

Howdee Dave
I'm pretty sure you can guess what happened.
Let's just say There are no heros in family battles.

 

Evening gang.

Or winners.

It was a grueling day at the farm. Finished the trench. It was a PITA. But it's done.

Got the burn pile taken care of.




For reference the pile is about 10' tall... The flames are +/- 25'.

It made for a good excuse to take a break from the trench warfare.

 

Good evening all