MREs—a look inside the pouch!
Jul. 13th, 2009 09:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trinityofoneSo, my dad just got back from Nicaragua. (For the record, I kind of wish I could start every story like that.) He was down there shooting footage for a documentary aboard a Naval vessel (or so he claims. With his mild-mannered personality and the amount of wacky travel he does, it wouldn't surprise me if he were actually an International Man of Mystery), and as a present he brought me back...an MRE!
Obviously, for the sake ofdorky fannish research science, I had to consume said MRE so I could report back on exactly what they contain and whether or not Rodney was right that they're actually pretty yummy. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bmouse was kind enough to join me for this experiment, and to provide a second opinion—I am not necessarily to be trusted as, like Rodney, I also like airline food. So join us as we get as close as we can to the SGA field team experience...and take lots of ridiculous photos and generally behave like dorks. Woo!
What lurks behind this humble exterior? Or...not so humble, actually. "Warfighter Recommended, Warfighter Tested, Warfighter Approved"? REALLY?
Mouse loves her MRE already! Wait...I thought she was supposed to provide the rational voice?
Here we are, ready to make scientific advancements in the name of science!
No, I don't know why we're holding it upside-down. Though you'll note that I already look a little drunk.
The main pouch was really hard to open. Fortunately, Mouse has strong teeth, but Ronon's hair arsenal would have really come in handy.
Success!
Opening the main pouch reveals a lot of smaller pouches. Everything is SRS BSNS brown—including the spoon!
Our meal was beef stew. My dad got this MRE from a box of leftovers—ones no one wanted—so apparently it isn't a very popular flavor. However, according to one of his Navy guides, it's the vegetarian ones that receive the most disdain.
The entree itself comes in a little cardboard box (that you also use to cook it in). I wish I could have got a picture of this where the text's readable, because it's pretty funny. In summary:
WHAT'S IN A MRE
Each MRE provides an average of 1250 kilocalories. The percent of calories from protein is 13%, fat 35%, carbohydrates 52%.
Then it goes on to explain the function of each item in the MRE. For example: proteins "build and maintain tissue; regulate water balance; formation of hormones (!), enzymes, and antibodies; excess intake used as energy." These nutrients can be found in the MRE's "entrees, meats, cheese, peanut butter" (we didn't get any peanut butter!).
The instructions on how to heat the entree were surprisingly complicated. Note the emphatic DO NOT OVERFILL, which is also repeated several other places; we (okay, I—I did it!) overfilled. Fortunately, the MRE did not explode or burn us horribly. Rodney is relieved.
The only thing you need to add that isn't included in the MRE pouch itself is water; there is a helpful illustration of a disembodied hand pouring some out of its canteen. We used the sink.
Once the heating pad and the pouch containing the entree are in the little cooking box, it takes about 10-15 minutes to be ready, which is longer than I assumed, and a wait time that I'm sure annoys certain fictional physicists quite a lot. Fortunately, while you're waiting, there are cheese and crackers!
The cheese is basically Velveeta (it may actually be Velveeta), and the crackers are pretty flavorless, but the combination is not bad. Of course, part of what may be causing me to say this is the fact that Mouse and I waited until after 9 p.m. to eat in order to be authentically hungry. These are the sacrifices we are willing to make for you/science!
You probably can't see it in this picture, but the cheese pouch instructs you to "knead package before opening." I did this, causing Mouse to exclaim, "Trin! You're so kneady!"
She really did.
The MRE includes two beverage options:
A chocolate shake...
...and coffee that you heat with the same heating pouch you use for the entree.
The shake was probably the least appetizing thing in the meal, IMO. It was pretty chalky. I don't think Mouse's strategy of pouring the coffee creamer into the shake helped matters, but you will have to check with her.
There was also some debate as to whether or not Rodney would lower himself to drink the crappy MRE coffee. I say yes, if desperate enough.
My favorite pouch was all the extra accoutrements:
(Note Mr. Sexyface Taster's Choice Man!)
Tiny bottle of Tabasco sauce!
For some reason, both a regular napkin and a moist towelette are included. Hmm. Does choosing to use the towelette count as Telling?
Finally, the stew was ready!
Bon appetit?
Here goes nothing!
(And yes, I am wearing around my neck what you think I am wearing. No comment.)
And actually, it was pretty good! The meat was moistish and not too bland, and frankly, I've had Healthy Choice microwave meals that tasted worse.
Mouse agreed!
All gone!
There is even dessert!
Pound cake! It emerged from its packet with that little 'Do Not Eat' thing attached to it, which was a little disconcerting, but I think that was only meant to apply to the keep-fresh packet itself.
...Unless you're Rodney McKay. Because it was LEMON POPPYSEED POUND CAKE. Oh, great—the U.S. Armed Forces are trying to kill him and deny him dessert! Did Sam put somebody up to this? IS THERE NO JUSTICE IN THIS OR ANY OTHER UNIVERSE?
I think the types of dessert vary from packet to packet, so hopefully Teyla could be diplomatic and sacrifice hers, or John could be convinced to trade hisfor a blowjob.
With this in mind, the MRE also includes breath mints, in case the soldiers want to make out later.
And that, friends, is what's inside an MRE! You now have it in your power to write disgustingly detailed SGA fic!
Two other things, while I am being dorky:
1. Much to my delight, this was parked on my street the other day:
Why hello there!
Aren't you pretty! (If not quite the ideal color.)
This even looks like somewhere the Winchesters would end up! (My reputable neighborhood is reputable.)
Anyway, in the end I stuck with taking pictures and didn't try to steal itbut only because I didn't think I'd be able to get away with it.
And while we're on the subject of illegal activities...
2. My dad also smuggled back from Nicaragua a pair of Cuban cigars. He and my brother and I smoked them last night, and it was one of the most pathetic things I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing/witnessing. All three of us couldn't stop hacking and coughing and having to stop and lean over and spit in the grass. OMG WE FAIL. Alternately, smoking cigars only makes you look cool if you are Barney Stinson/Robin Scherbatsky/my grandfather. It doesn't work for us mere mortals.
But MREs pretty much rule.
Obviously, for the sake of
bmouse was kind enough to join me for this experiment, and to provide a second opinion—I am not necessarily to be trusted as, like Rodney, I also like airline food. So join us as we get as close as we can to the SGA field team experience...and take lots of ridiculous photos and generally behave like dorks. Woo!What lurks behind this humble exterior? Or...not so humble, actually. "Warfighter Recommended, Warfighter Tested, Warfighter Approved"? REALLY?
Mouse loves her MRE already! Wait...I thought she was supposed to provide the rational voice?
Here we are, ready to make scientific advancements in the name of science!
No, I don't know why we're holding it upside-down. Though you'll note that I already look a little drunk.
The main pouch was really hard to open. Fortunately, Mouse has strong teeth, but Ronon's hair arsenal would have really come in handy.
Success!
Opening the main pouch reveals a lot of smaller pouches. Everything is SRS BSNS brown—including the spoon!
Our meal was beef stew. My dad got this MRE from a box of leftovers—ones no one wanted—so apparently it isn't a very popular flavor. However, according to one of his Navy guides, it's the vegetarian ones that receive the most disdain.
The entree itself comes in a little cardboard box (that you also use to cook it in). I wish I could have got a picture of this where the text's readable, because it's pretty funny. In summary:
WHAT'S IN A MRE
Each MRE provides an average of 1250 kilocalories. The percent of calories from protein is 13%, fat 35%, carbohydrates 52%.
Then it goes on to explain the function of each item in the MRE. For example: proteins "build and maintain tissue; regulate water balance; formation of hormones (!), enzymes, and antibodies; excess intake used as energy." These nutrients can be found in the MRE's "entrees, meats, cheese, peanut butter" (we didn't get any peanut butter!).
The instructions on how to heat the entree were surprisingly complicated. Note the emphatic DO NOT OVERFILL, which is also repeated several other places; we (okay, I—I did it!) overfilled. Fortunately, the MRE did not explode or burn us horribly. Rodney is relieved.
The only thing you need to add that isn't included in the MRE pouch itself is water; there is a helpful illustration of a disembodied hand pouring some out of its canteen. We used the sink.
Once the heating pad and the pouch containing the entree are in the little cooking box, it takes about 10-15 minutes to be ready, which is longer than I assumed, and a wait time that I'm sure annoys certain fictional physicists quite a lot. Fortunately, while you're waiting, there are cheese and crackers!
The cheese is basically Velveeta (it may actually be Velveeta), and the crackers are pretty flavorless, but the combination is not bad. Of course, part of what may be causing me to say this is the fact that Mouse and I waited until after 9 p.m. to eat in order to be authentically hungry. These are the sacrifices we are willing to make for you/science!
You probably can't see it in this picture, but the cheese pouch instructs you to "knead package before opening." I did this, causing Mouse to exclaim, "Trin! You're so kneady!"
She really did.
The MRE includes two beverage options:
A chocolate shake...
...and coffee that you heat with the same heating pouch you use for the entree.
The shake was probably the least appetizing thing in the meal, IMO. It was pretty chalky. I don't think Mouse's strategy of pouring the coffee creamer into the shake helped matters, but you will have to check with her.
There was also some debate as to whether or not Rodney would lower himself to drink the crappy MRE coffee. I say yes, if desperate enough.
My favorite pouch was all the extra accoutrements:
(Note Mr. Sexyface Taster's Choice Man!)
Tiny bottle of Tabasco sauce!
For some reason, both a regular napkin and a moist towelette are included. Hmm. Does choosing to use the towelette count as Telling?
Finally, the stew was ready!
Bon appetit?
Here goes nothing!
(And yes, I am wearing around my neck what you think I am wearing. No comment.)
And actually, it was pretty good! The meat was moistish and not too bland, and frankly, I've had Healthy Choice microwave meals that tasted worse.
Mouse agreed!
All gone!
There is even dessert!
Pound cake! It emerged from its packet with that little 'Do Not Eat' thing attached to it, which was a little disconcerting, but I think that was only meant to apply to the keep-fresh packet itself.
...Unless you're Rodney McKay. Because it was LEMON POPPYSEED POUND CAKE. Oh, great—the U.S. Armed Forces are trying to kill him and deny him dessert! Did Sam put somebody up to this? IS THERE NO JUSTICE IN THIS OR ANY OTHER UNIVERSE?
I think the types of dessert vary from packet to packet, so hopefully Teyla could be diplomatic and sacrifice hers, or John could be convinced to trade his
With this in mind, the MRE also includes breath mints, in case the soldiers want to make out later.
And that, friends, is what's inside an MRE! You now have it in your power to write disgustingly detailed SGA fic!
Two other things, while I am being dorky:
1. Much to my delight, this was parked on my street the other day:
Why hello there!
Aren't you pretty! (If not quite the ideal color.)
This even looks like somewhere the Winchesters would end up! (My reputable neighborhood is reputable.)
Anyway, in the end I stuck with taking pictures and didn't try to steal it
And while we're on the subject of illegal activities...
2. My dad also smuggled back from Nicaragua a pair of Cuban cigars. He and my brother and I smoked them last night, and it was one of the most pathetic things I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing/witnessing. All three of us couldn't stop hacking and coughing and having to stop and lean over and spit in the grass. OMG WE FAIL. Alternately, smoking cigars only makes you look cool if you are Barney Stinson/Robin Scherbatsky/my grandfather. It doesn't work for us mere mortals.
But MREs pretty much rule.
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Date: 2009-07-13 04:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 04:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 04:48 pm (UTC)If I remember correctly (and I may not, it's been years since my military experience [it's a long story]), you only get peanut butter OR cheese OR cheese with jalapeno.
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Date: 2009-07-13 04:53 pm (UTC)I too like Airline and Hospital food. :/
Necklace love bb, necklace LOVE.
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Date: 2009-07-13 04:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 04:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 05:05 pm (UTC)I used to date a military guy. I have eaten old-style MREs. They were icky. I think they have been much improved.
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Date: 2009-07-13 05:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 05:11 pm (UTC)::recoils in horror::
Also I was charmed to pieces by the mini Tabasco bottle, and the breathmints to enable the soldiers to make out. And the choice of beverages! And the Moist Towelette. (Which, yes, I suspect may count as telling.)
Awesome. And then the car! You are VERY lucky!
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Date: 2009-07-13 05:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 05:32 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing with all of us-- that stew actually looked pretty good!
And maybe the Winchester boys are traveling incognito? Or Castiel is playing an angel prank on Dean?
:D
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Date: 2009-07-13 06:14 pm (UTC)PS I feel as though you are betraying your dog-tags *g*
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Date: 2009-07-13 06:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 06:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 06:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 06:54 pm (UTC)...the MRE also includes breath mints, in case the soldiers want to make out later.
♥
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Date: 2009-07-13 07:22 pm (UTC)(I have no idea what that necklace is, but now I'm kinda curious.)
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Date: 2009-07-13 07:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 07:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 08:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 10:02 pm (UTC)Sexy Impala is sexy!
(I'm afraid I cannot actually see what your necklace is. My eyesight is kind of shitty, though. Also, I hope this isn't weird, but can I say that you are kind of adorable?)
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Date: 2009-07-13 10:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 11:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 11:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 11:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-13 11:27 pm (UTC)I've seen quite a bit of MRE on my screen recently... have you ever tried Generation Kill??? *points to icon*
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Date: 2009-07-14 01:13 am (UTC)\o/ Science!
(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-14 02:26 am (UTC)I always loved the bread, and I liked the beef stew! Yuumy!
Also, the moist towlett is because you usually don't have water to wash with in the field, and your hands end up sticky after eating. The napkin can do double duty as toilet paper. A fact which Rodney probably learned the hard way, lol.
MREs, mysteries!
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Date: 2009-07-14 04:38 pm (UTC)The beef stew was always pretty good and the chilimac wasn't bad with enough tabasco.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-14 11:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-15 02:08 pm (UTC)(And yes, I am wearing around my neck what you think I am wearing. No comment.) I have one too!
That car is amazing, not a bad colour either but, still, the wrong colour.
I don't like that someone is trying to poison Rodney, I do believe however that John would trade Rodney his dessert because they are so in love it's impossible for either to deny the other anything!
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Date: 2009-07-16 10:36 pm (UTC)I'm currently reading your 'Apocrypha' and noticed the link and jumped over.
MRE's are really not all that bad, and yes, they come with a fun array of different deserts and entrees. The peanut butter *rocks*, it is seriously good, and if you're lucky enough to get the little chocolate-covered cookies and the peanut butter in the same meal, it's awesome.
*the cookies are like...welded together in their little air-tight package. You can't separate them, but they're still very tasty*
If you open the creamer and pour it out into the air from about three or four feet up, and stick the flame of a cigarette lighter into the stream, it flares up nicely. Fun times! :)
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Date: 2009-08-02 12:13 pm (UTC)Now whats the next experiment?
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Date: 2009-08-05 08:42 pm (UTC)Oh, and I might be coverting that car a little. I needed a blue junker to describe for one of my (rl ate my life) fic project things. Bail bonds just adds to the glory! Uh, the boys from hard core logo are using it for weird voodoo magic purposes.
/delurking
Slight correction
Date: 2009-11-03 04:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-12-01 04:01 am (UTC)With this in mind, the MRE also includes breath mints, in case the soldiers want to make out later. was just perfect. :)