|Posted by briantshirley on June 21, 2012 at 5:45 PM|
There's a little delicacy in the military known as S.O.S or Shit on a Shingle. It invloves, though some people may debate the ingrediants, chipped beef & gravy over toast with a great deal of pepper.If you feel I'm in error you can send your own recipes in the comments section at the bottom of this post.This term has been used for the above mentioned feast since about 1935. I did not have the pleasure of tasting these tender vittles as I was in the U.S.A.F.
I was stationed at Dyess AFB in Abilene,TX from 1989-1991. I was a young A1C (Airman First Class) at the time and I really enjoyed my time there. I enjoyed it so much I rarely saw the chow hall before lunch. Getting up early enough to make it to the squadron was enough of a challenge without throwing breakfast in there. Lunch and dinner were the meals for me and my fellow airmen. We did make fun of the food a lot, but you show me a military person that didn't. Unless you were at the Air Force Academy, the food could get pretty bland. I had the pleasure of visiting the USAF Academy in Colorado Springs while I was in Colorado going through Tech school for the B1 Bomber program and I ate at one of the chow halls.WOW, Chef Ramsey would have loved the place. I recently did some gigs for a cruise line and I ate with the crew and it reminded me a lot of the Air Force days.
Anyway, one of the things I'll never forget was the abundance of rabbits on Dyess AFB out there in Texas. They were all over the place. Sometimes.our chow hall would serve rabbit and I had never eaten that particular critter until my Dyess Days. I hate to sound common place, but it does taste like chicken. I used to dip it in the little sweet & sour condiments that were available. We began to notice though, that when the chow hall did serve rabbit, they seemed to be scarce on the base. Rabbit was not served on a regular basis and we would joke that the on base population needed time to build back up. Either that or wait for the one's that took a wrong turn at Albuquerque.
No rabbits were harmed during the writing of this story, although I did try.