Breakfast! Hot out of the metal container with a sprinkling of sand!!

Nothing says loving like a spoonful of rice and some mystery meat at 0600.

A Marine would drive a hummer (chow truck) around with breakfast "food" and plates all over the vast ASP (Ammunition Supply Point). By the time he covered the acres of sandy berms the temperature of the "food" was right around that of dorm pizza.

But it was still better than MREs (Meals Ready to Eat--also known as the three lies).

ASP #3 1991.

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