On a NATO exercise in Germany and starving hungry, the cooks served up “Chicken Supreme” for the main meal. For those who have never sampled the delights of British Army Chicken Supreme compo rations, it looks, smells and tastes like white cat vomit.
I borrowed a motorcycle then went to the local shops and bought some bacon and eggs. Back on location I got my little gas burner out, and had a lovely fry up, much to the annoyance of all those eating chicken supreme.
Adversus solem ne loquitor