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Car engine packed with foil packets of food
The problem with becoming obsessed with your own food blog is finding and using any opportunity to cook or eat food. Not that this particularly troubles me but it may trouble those around me who I forcibly hijack along for the ride. My husband is a very good natured man who goes along with most things and he, used to my inopportune flashes of inspiration, simply rolled with the punches so to speak on this idea.
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Foil packets of prawns and potatoes ready for the car
Some men would never consider the idea of cooking in their car. My father being one of them. He won’t even let my sister or I drive his car and he grits his teeth when we open the door lest we scratch it so cooking in his precious baby is most definitely out of the question. However my husband and I agreed, that with the proper research and an abundance of foil, that this wouldn’t hurt the car a bit and planned our Manifold-ish Destiny. I say Manifold-ish as getting a copy of this rare out of print book can set you back $200US on ebay and whilst I’d have loved to buy a copy, I resisted.
There was an invaluable website that showed step by step instructions on how and when and the risks of cooking in your car http://www.instructables.com/id/Cooking…-with-your-car/
I found some hilarious comments on this site such as one from poor Rhoula:
“I tried to cook some chicken the first time, i was driving from oklahoma city to tulsa, when i arrived to tulsa, i looked for my meal but never found it.
I think i lost it somewhere on my way there. I was both hungry and broke, thanks god i had some more raw chicken and vegetables left. on my way back i put everything as suggested in an aluminum foil and covered it with a towel so it woudn’t slip it was about 2 am next thing i know my old chevy truck caught on fire. To tell you the truth i was more worid about the chicken that i was about the truck.
thank god the food was just fine. my truck was still burning when i was enjoying the great chicken and vegetables. I even let my kids roast some marchmellows on the fire. To tell you the truth their marshmellows tasted more like gasoline but I had to keep my kids busy so they wouldn’t eat my a la car te meal or should i say a la burnt truck meal.”
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Thinly sliced potatoes with salt and grapeseed oil ready for the car







