Barbequed pizza
I have just been reminded by reading Vipros's reply to another post, of the time I barbequed a frozen pizza. (Have I posted this before? Can't remember.)

Inter-Railing, summer 1991. Me and two mates, Ian and Dave. We were in Vienna for a few nights and got to the youth hostel, hungry as usual. So, on finding that the hostel had a fully equipped kitchen, off we went to the local Konsum supermarket to stock up on such daily victuals as bread, cheese and apples, together with our extravagant evening meal, a large frozen pizza.

So we got back to the youth hostel and I went into the kitchen to put on the oven to heat the pizza. Only to find that the cooker hob worked OK, but the oven was out of order.

The only available cooking facility was an electric(!) barbeque out the back in the courtyard. So undaunted, we wrapped the pizza in tinfoil (from where we got that I can't remember) and fired up the barbeque, which was basically just an inverted grill.

Well, with the laws of radiative emission and conductive heat transfer being what they are, we soon ended up with a pizza which was still for the most part frozen, but had a charred base and some sticky slimy charred topping (for we did indeed turn it during cooking) stuck to the tinfoil. Not wanting to burn it any more than we already had, we removed it from the furnace-like heat source, removed the foil as best we could, and ate every scrap. Including picking the burnt cheese from the foil.

Amazing what you can eat when you're hungry. In a foreign country. And young and stupid.

I should add that we all have university degrees...
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 11:28, 2 replies)

Baking on a stove
When 18, I found myself in primary jungle on a school trip to Ecuador - I went to that kind of school. Desperate for cake, I - by which I mean someone else on the expedition - managed to bake a pretty fine victoria sponge on a trangia.

A few years later, I - by which I mean me this time - managed haggis, tatties and neeps on a trangia. I actually do like haggis.
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 12:07, closed)

Pizza
This reminds me of a story where a mate of mine Adrian nearly cut off his finger trying to carve up a frozen pizza when drunk because he was too hungry to nuke it.

His drunken mind reasoned that because it was frozen, and thus hard to chew, that he would be better off cutting it into small pieces and eating them!

I might actually write the full story up if we see a more appropriate QOTW someday.
(oeb, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 13:34, closed)