Outdoor Cooking

Cooking out of doors in 1940 — bean holes, spits, clambakes and burgoo, from three food writers who thought a campfire was the best joke going.

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Go-Gruntum-Leechum

Send young bucks into glades-gather tender wild leek while dew is still on them. Strip and wrap in damp rockmoss until sun again grows old man and leans toward West. Take then, tender-firm ball of lettuce and break into golden-green morsels size of young squaw's wonder-eyesmix in tribal stone bowl with broken sticks of buried sunray (carrot) and three sweet fire-flower (pimiento), to this now add crushed wild leek together with juice of green berry (olive oil) and liberal dash of soured wine of wild huckleberry grape (wine vinegar), add three times finger pinch of sea snow (salt) and with sweet-birch ladle, stir and turn heap plenty.

Serve with white sour-curd from milk of bison-cow and plentum spirit of harvest grain (beer) - this is great feast of Huckleberry Indian Tribe.

Playing Indian with a purpose, we'll say, and for those who wish to carry it farther, and there are millions of us who do, all the way from Boy Scouts and Campfire Girls to frazzled bank presidents and fed-up dowagers, there is always pemmican.

For the Modern Kitchen

Beneath the invented dialect this is a plain tossed salad: ramps, head lettuce, carrot and pimiento in an oil-and-vinegar dressing, served with cottage cheese and beer. The only real technique is the long rest given to the leeks.

A Little History

This belongs to a long-running genre of American camp cookery that dressed ordinary recipes in mock-"Indian" speech, a habit that ran through Boy Scout and summer-camp literature from the early twentieth century into the 1950s and which the book's own closing sentence names outright as "playing Indian." The dish itself is honest woodland cooking: ramps are one of the first edible greens in eastern North American forests, gathered in Appalachian and Great Lakes communities for generations and celebrated in spring ramp suppers that continue today. The dressing — olive oil, wine vinegar, jarred pimiento, cottage cheese, a bottle of beer — is pure mid-century grocery store, which is the tell that the vocabulary is costume rather than record. Pemmican, invoked at the end, was a genuine Indigenous provision of dried pounded meat and rendered fat, adopted by fur traders because it kept for months, and it had become camp-craft shorthand for authentic wilderness food by the time this was printed.

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