Nah. They dont give a fuck either way. I got tossed on a random work crew my first few weeks moving food around in a walk in deep freeze. We were fresh out of port. I found 4 year expired chicken tetziki just encased in pounds of freezer burn, just a true frosty the fucking snowman head of boxed shit.
I ran down the galley worker running the crew to let him now they had expired food and he just looked at me, shook his head and yelled “its still good! Put it back!”
Needless to say, I tried to eat out of tin cans as much as possible, and I wasent alone. Ritz and canned chicken was basically currency on ships because the food is shit. Any kind of snackbars. If you know sailors mail then endless boxes of snackbars, not homemade cookies. The cookies are kind, but will go to shit after being flown around the ocean for 3 months before they get there. Send them that pre-wrapped corporate shit.
They did do a good breakfast though if you were willing to wait in line for someone to cook eggs on a flat top. That was the only good food on the ship.
Ever. Even the rare times they cracked out lobster/steak (yes, we were literally going to war) they boiled both to fuck and back to fuck again.
Dont even ask about how they stacked missles in the galley, cause yeah, they stack missles in the galley because they dont give a fuck if we died while we ate. The people making those decisions ate in nice places with plates instead of trays and didnt have to eat next to missles.
They have good food when they leave harbour but on a long mission the good stuff will run out
Nah. They dont give a fuck either way. I got tossed on a random work crew my first few weeks moving food around in a walk in deep freeze. We were fresh out of port. I found 4 year expired chicken tetziki just encased in pounds of freezer burn, just a true frosty the fucking snowman head of boxed shit.
I ran down the galley worker running the crew to let him now they had expired food and he just looked at me, shook his head and yelled “its still good! Put it back!”
Needless to say, I tried to eat out of tin cans as much as possible, and I wasent alone. Ritz and canned chicken was basically currency on ships because the food is shit. Any kind of snackbars. If you know sailors mail then endless boxes of snackbars, not homemade cookies. The cookies are kind, but will go to shit after being flown around the ocean for 3 months before they get there. Send them that pre-wrapped corporate shit.
They did do a good breakfast though if you were willing to wait in line for someone to cook eggs on a flat top. That was the only good food on the ship. Ever. Even the rare times they cracked out lobster/steak (yes, we were literally going to war) they boiled both to fuck and back to fuck again.
Dont even ask about how they stacked missles in the galley, cause yeah, they stack missles in the galley because they dont give a fuck if we died while we ate. The people making those decisions ate in nice places with plates instead of trays and didnt have to eat next to missles.
ah good to see chicken on a raft continues to be a navy staple