When World War I broke out, British soldiers were offered one unappealing item; the Huntley & Palmers No.4 Army biscuit. Well preserved examples of this product exist to this day. There is even a website out there dedicated to the many uses of this versatile food item.

It’s been said that these biscuits were the culinary equivalent of steel-toed boots. I wish I had come up with that one.

It boggles the mind that it took two people(Huntley & Palmers) to come up with something this bad.

Rats

C-Rations (or C-Rats) were developed in 1938 to replace reserve rations, which sustained troops during World War I. They consisted mainly of canned corned beef or bacon, cans of hardtack biscuits, and ground coffee, sugar, salt, and tobacco with rolling paper. But, unfortunately, the military still could not find a decent replacement for that damned hardtack.

Below you’ll see a Vietnam-era C-Rat that was recently opened. Have a quick look and guess what it is.

Personal Experience

I have to say that the food I had in the Army wasn’t bad at all. It wasn’t gourmet quality, but it didn’t look like that can of spaghetti either. By the way, that spaghetti was probably made by Chef Boyardee, which was the largest supplier of food to the US military in WWII. We wrote about that here.

Meals eaten in a DFAC (dining facility) are like any other cafeteria food. However, some Special Forces-run DFACs took it up a notch. For example, the 10th Group even had white linen tablecloths and served a “steak” without any visible whip marks left by a jockey.

Food in the field was, of course, different from what you’d get in the DFAC. Occasionally, we would get hot meals, which would constantly improve morale. A little hot food after a long day makes a big difference. It doesn’t matter much what it tastes like.

I didn’t care much for breakfast served in the field when it was raining (now I’m starting to sound like a sniveler). There’s not much good to be said about wet toast.

The aluminum containers in which the eggs were cooked gave them a strange greenish tint. It didn’t change the flavor at all; it just looked a bit odd. Ever since I was a little kid, a pet peeve of mine has been getting shell fragments in my scrambled eggs. Crunching on something when eating eggs is just wrong. While eating scrambled eggs in the Army, you had about a 50/50 chance of getting shells. Not exactly the end of the world. When I’d bitch about it, my guys would razz me to no end.

One Nasty MRE

The only genuinely disgusting meal I ever had in the service was an MRE entree that went bad in the bag. That rarely happens. Almost. I ripped off the top of the package, and the contents smelled like rotten meat. That pissed me off because we were only allowed one meal a day during that field training exercise, and my central portion smelled like roadkill.

No problem, I just munched on the rest of the MRE and made the best of it.