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An army is a team;
it lives, eats, sleeps and builds as a team. During the 3rd Army's drive across
France and plunge into Germany, we had the finest food in the nation. All efforts
were to feed the troops with hot chow at least once a day. When that was not possible, the
troops ate the famous K-rations, C-rations or D-rations.
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A typical combat ration. Spam
became very popular and when cooked right, was very tasty. |
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| At right is the favorite tool of
the G.I. - the ever popular P 38. Not the twin engine airplane of WWII fame but a
tool to open the little cans in C-rations. Nobody really knows how the P-38
was named. Some say it took 38 twists to open a standard C-ration can. All I can tell you is that during a build and when you
become hungry think of the men of the 3rd Army and what they ate. |
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Cook: Up bright and
early, General? Uh, breakfast?
Patton: Am I to understand that my officers have already finished eating?
Cook: Uh, well, we're open from six to eight. Most of the men are just coming in
now.
Patton: Please inform these men that the mess hall is closed.
Cook: But sir, it's only a quarter 'til eight.
Patton: From now on, you will open at six, and no man will be admitted
after six-fifteen. Where are your leggings?
Cook: Leggings? Oh hell, General sir, I'm a cook.
Patton: You're a soldier. Twenty dollar fine. Gentlemen, from this
moment, any soldier without leggings, without a helmet, without a tie, any man with
unshined shoes or a soiled uniform... is going to be skinned! |
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