Best Meal I Ever Had..

I woke this morning hungry. Starving...I don't know why, really. I mean, I had a normal dinner last night....but, as I sit here wondering what I am going to order for lunch, I can't help but remember the best meal I've ever had...anyone who loves food, will remember their favorite meal...whether it was in a favorite bar, or restaurant....and most people, believe it or not, will remember one particular meal that was their best...Ever...

I remember having a fabulous dinner at The Witchery in Edinburgh....great wine list, and the service is wonderful. When in Boston, I always try to get to Legal Seafood for some Clam Chowder.....but, in reality, I enjoy grilling some ribs on my back deck just about as much as anything...

The "best meal I ever had" memory is easy for me...I remember it vividly.....I know where I was...I know who I was with.....I even remember what I was wearing...and, if I concentrate, I can almost taste that meal again....since I had it the first time, I have cooked that particular dish many times...and I have never gotten that initial feeling back......

This took place about 12 years ago....My friend Sam Williams and I decided that we would climb Mt. Moffett. The mountain had two peaks with one slightly higher than the other, and a long ridgeline saddle which ran between the two peaks...We had worked all night. When we got off work, we headed straight for the chow hall. After a quick breakfast, we grabbed all of our gear that we had pre-packed the day before, and headed off on foot for the mountain about 5 miles away.

Our idea was to climb up to the lower peak, and then retire back to the saddle to pitch our tent and camp. We would then make the higher peak the next morning, and spend the rest of the day hiking down and back to base.....that was the plan....

We started out at about 8AM, and by noon, we were almost to the saddle of the mountain. We rested for about half an hour once we arrived at the saddle, and we discussed our previous plan. A command decision was made. The weather was gorgeous - just above freezing - and we weren't feeling too tired from working the midwatch the night before. A decision was made....we decided to make the high peak first. This was a mistake.

We hiked for another two hours - roped together - picking our way gently up the narrow ridgeline cornice...This was my first time ever climbing a mountain like this...were I'm from, you never get that much snow on the mountains...and the ridges are more rounded off....this mountain was totally different....as we walked along the ridge, you could see for thousands of feet down either side of the ridge you were walking...talk about "exposure"...you felt like you were walking along the edge of a razor...the snow was very deep as well, and I was pretty nervous about avalanches...but we kept going....

Sam was leading, and I was behind.....At about 75 feet from the peak, the weather hit us like a ton of bricks....total white-out....visibility was ACTUALLY zero....so, we sat there and hoped the weather would pass...after 10 minutes of total white-out, we started to feel the effects of the icy wind....we suddenly realized that we were in dire trouble....there was no way that we could put up our tent for shelter because the ridge was too narrow and steep...there was no way we could risk trying to hike down the mountain.......but we HAD for find shelter fast....FAST.....so, I stepped down the ridge about three feet and carved a shelf with my ice axe just big enough for my thermarest....Sam did the same thing about three feet lower on the ridge below me.....and we laid out our thermarests and sleeping bags and got inside them to wait for the weather to break.....We were in our bags for 18 hours before the weather eased enough for us to get the hell off that mountain....

After clearing the most dangerous section of the hike down, we finally arrived below the snowline in a field of huge boulders.....exhausted, hungry, cold, and just plain happy to be alive....Sam cracked open his pack and got his stove fired up....and I opened my pack and got out our meal....it was a plastic container of home-made beef stew...the ingredients were 1lb of chopped steak, 1 can of boiled potatoes, 1 can of boiled carrots, a whole quartered onion, and three packets of Lipton Onion Soup Mix....I put that in the pan with some water, and we sat there while it cooked...that was the best meal I have ever had.....I never tasted food that even comes CLOSE to the first spoonful of hot Mt. Moffett Beef Stew...

Sam told me that when we were stuck on the mountain in our sleeping bags, he could hear me snoring over the roar of the wind.....

by Eric on October 30, 2003 | Comments(1) | SWG Stories

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Best meal I ever had was a 15 year old cheerleader.

She was sweeeeeeeeet!!!!!!

posted by: Obbop on February 23, 2004 07:05 AM