- 7 cases of beer (might have been ten)
- 10 pounds of bacon
- 4 dozen eggs
- 3 cases of water
- 4 cases of soda
- 3 gallons of milk
- Large bottle of hot sauce
- 4 bags of chips
- 2 pounds of butter
- 10 pounds of potatoes
- 3 large bags of salad mix
- 6 peppers
- A package of tomatoes
- A large bottle of salad dressing
- Two big bottles of salsa
- Cheese curds, lots of cheese curds — after all this is Wisconsin!
- Bulk-size barrel of peanut butter filled pretzels
- Tub of spinach dip
- Institutional size box of crackers
- Two air mattresses to replace ones that had flattened overnight
Here’s the link to the EAA website information on camping with your plane. http://www.airventure.org/planning/camping_with_aircraft.html
If you scroll down, you’ll see a picture someone took several years ago at one of our breakfasts. Although you can’t actually see the bacon in the photo, you can be sure it was there.
Dinner can range from the simple to the sublime. Spaghetti on Saturday, followed by sloppy joes on Sunday (that would my contribution — Sarah’s really, since she did all the work — the simple part of the equation), tacos on Monday and Wisconsin brats and corn on Tuesday.
For the sublime, Wednesday brought pork stew, created by Rand of California, and on Thursday we had a sizzling jambalaya, courtesy of Todd, another West Coast chef. Then, Friday, we were back to spaghetti, a mix of the Saturday, Sunday, and Thursday’s leftovers. There may have even been some of Tuesday’s bratwurst in the pot.
Oh, and even though he didn’t cook as far as I know, Mike gets a special honorable mention for bringing the margarita machine.
I told you the Metro Warbirds lead a charmed life.
Frozen margaritas while camping under the wing of a plane. How cool is that?
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