Andy Meisels, Cold and Hungry Gets Clever - Segment 4

What to Do? Pancakes!

In March 1951 heavy rains washed out our supply roads, and we started to run out of food. All we had left was some powdered milk in somebody's duffle bag, a can of bacon in another one, and perhaps some powdered milk, but no flour, and no fuel for our camp stoves. We were both starving and freezing. When the rains finally stopped but the roads were still washed out, they started air-dropping supplies to nearby depots. Carl and I watched where the parachuted bags landed, then headed toward the drop zone by Jeep; Carl was driving, since I didn't know how at that time. We visited a few mess halls and even a field hospital nearby, and came back to the team loaded with corn bread, powdered milk, powdered eggs, canned bacon, flour and sugar, enough supplies to last until the roads were open again. Someone else managed to scrounge up some fuel, and the first thing we did was mix up a batch of pancake batter. I never tasted pancakes before or since that were as good as those we filled our bellies with that evening.