I didn't have very many options to make meals those first several weeks before we got to go grocery shopping. Mom and Daddy had given us several boxes filled with food and LV's parents had given us a few quarts of canned goods. But there was still a lot of other things that I needed.
After surveying my meager supplies one evening and not wanting to make mashed potatoes and green beans again I happened to remember the meat pockets we used to make. I opened a can of hamburger and crumbled it into a bowl shredded the last bit of cheese that my parents had given and mixed it together. I made a batch of pie dough and then created a lot of little halfmoons filled with the meat filling. I was pleased with the results and placing them on my new teflon cookie sheet I popped them into the oven. Once they were done baking I would remove the oven from the top of the stove and make hamburger gravy to spoon over the meat pockets.
When LV came in we sat at the table to enjoy our meal. The pockets were beautifully flaky and I was feeling quite pleased until we took a bite. They tasted beyond horrible and worse than anything I had ever tried eating before. They didn't taste like food but more like teflon.
Since we couldn't eat it I didn't have much choice but make another bowl of mashed potatoes. It always took quite a while to prepare a meal on a kerosene stove since the flames were so far away from the pots. It was late before we had eaten and got everything cleared away. The meat pockets were still on the table waiting to be taken care of.
Looking out the window I saw Teddy, our Border Collie pup laying on the grass. I opened the window and dumped them out. He could have something extra to eat tonight.
The next morning after we were done with the milking and I was headed for the house I happened to see all of the meat pockets laying in the yard right under his parents bedroom window. I was afraid they would get up at any minute and see them laying there and hurriedly gathered them all up and took them out to the barn and tossed them on the manure spreader.
I hoped that I would be able to start making good meals soon. So far they had been pretty bland and boring.