I’ll never make it as a food writer, but I had fun describing the delectables on a recent freighter voyage. Forgive me . . . I just couldn’t help sharing! Excerpted from the recently published Journey to the Joie de Vivre.
People ask me about the food. After my first freighter voyage, I was truthfully able to say, “Not that bad.” Aboard the Matisse, it wasn’t quite as good, but it still wasn’t that bad. Now, aboard the Coral, it is finally that bad. I am eating for sustenance only and loading up on salad and bread and butter.
The salad is invariably iceberg lettuce, green or red sweet peppers, sliced red onion, unripe tomato and cucumber. I suffered a small shock when I poured oil and what I thought was vinegar over my first salad, only to discover that the vinegar was really soy sauce. I told the Messman I would like vinegar. He brought me another little cruet of soy sauce. Could it be that a Filipino Messman (he says he likes to cook!) doesn’t really know what vinegar is? I told him as soon as I boarded about my milk allergy, and ever since then he has been assiduous about telling me he’s put a ‘little bit of milk’ in the rolls or ‘a little bit of milk’ in the mashed potatoes. But today he asked me if I would like ice cream. I begin to suspect he’s being impish.
The Chief Cook has a penchant for pork: Batter-Fried Pork, Steamed “Roast” Salt-Pork, Pork Slices à la Microwave and Roadkill Pork Chop. Last night I was thrilled to find Steamed “Roast” Breast of Chicken. The only fish so far has been Pressed Mackerel Steaks. This morning I finally looked at the calendar and calculated that this voyage is 19 days, not 17 as I originally thought; that’s two more days on this incredible diet. I can’t wait for Italy!
© Sandra Shaw Homer 2016