Tuesday, September 25, 2012

100 Words a Day 51

It had been a long journey through cold mountains, but that was far from everyone's minds. There was a feast, or what passed for one now, laid out before them. Dirty camping plates were filled with beef, rice, and fruit. During the journey over the mountains, they survived on pork jerky and root vegetables, usually cold. After days of hard chewing, the beef was unbelievably tender and the fruit marvelously soft. And the flavor! Each swore that it was the best meal they could remember eating, even though it would have been considered pretty standard fare just a decade ago.

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