Thank You for saying that!

Don't forget the Turkey!

I especially appreciate #s 12,23,33,42,45, and especially 6 (quick camp meal: crab louie).

My 2c worth is to substitute small tins of red salmon instead of tuna or chicken for the pasta. Med associations mostly agree it adds years to your life (ditto tomato sauce, oatmeal, wine, green tea). But which American can manage to switch from coffee to green tea? Not I!

a bottle of boone's farm keeps me happy

Here are some ideas of heathy meals for cycle touring....all vegetarian.

I grab whatever looks good in grocery stores and carry a supply of Hammer's Perpetuem. Mix it in a water bottle and nurse that.

Thanks! Great web site! Think that would look good cooked at the house for dinner tomorrow night!

Eating is one of my favorite things about touring. Food never tastes better. Here's some of my favorites. First are the big logger breakfasts that are offered along the Oregon Coast. Nothing seems to start the day better. Then My next fav is baggel with cheese from the Tillimock factory with a cup o noodles.

Catching fresh crab in Winchester bay always great. And finally pita bread crammed with every vegi you can think of and cream cheese. None of this is very healthy but like I said eating is one of the coolest parts of a tour.

Wine can run from $2.00 to unGodly. The "Two Buck chuck" available at Trader Joes' actually scores pretty well. A lot more choice at eight to twelve dollars. The wife might go for $35.00 a few times a year. In California you can get most varieties of flavored Ethanol in most Supermarkets. I second the people who tout one pot meals. Instant rice has been a life-savor (pun intended) for me while camping. Consider cooking more than you need at supper time and heating the left-overs for breakfast. I did not like the risk of shell eggs or the litter of egg substitute and just carried freeze-dried eggs.

Chat with lots of people along the road, ask what local food they recommend, bemoan the pain of trying to cook it over a single tiny burner, and get invited to dinner.

One of my most memorable cycle touring meals was at a truck stop on Interstate 80 in estern Wyoming. Leaned my bike next to the front door, sat at the first open seat at the counter and ordered the biggest breakfast (for lunch) wolfed it down, paid, and went back to fighting the headwinds towards Nebraska. No one batted an eye, and I got quick service. Another was on the annual Palm Springs weekend trip of the Bicycle Club of Irvine.
I was scarfing down yet another plateload from the buffet when someone said. "Keep eationg like that and you may put on weight." Someone else said, "He rode his bike the 114 miles out her from Irvine yesterday." Dead silence.