Yeah, but lots of salt in most of them.
Just remembered, dad and I had an epic evening on the Deschutes fly fishing during the salmon fly hatch. Big, heavy rainbows and lots of them, 16” to every once in awhile 20” (or a lying 21” but hey, we’re fishermen and that’s what we do). We fished until dark and got back to camp late. Got out the jug of Jack and commenced to celebrate around the campfire, no glasses needed.
A few pulls turned into a few more, which seemed to require another for proper respect. Along about that time we realized that we had Dinty Moore Beef Stew as our only dinner option.
My dad turned to me (I was maybe 20 at the time, plenty experienced with celebratory Jack) and suggested we take our evening calories in the form of alcohol (that man could turn a phrase). I readily agreed, seeing as how Dinty Moore and I had a history of gastrointestinal disagreements anyway.
I’ve had better mornings, but it was worth it.
