Not Edible

I was woken from my peaceful slumber around 2am with the most angry bowels I have had in a very long time. This happens from time to time in a 3rd world country; generally it's from eating the delicious fare provided from the local economy. However, I have not eaten off the local economy in quite some time, so this bout of emergency bathroom action was brought on by the chow hall.

Both chow halls on Camp Taji have gone down hill in quality in the past couple months. A new command and unit is running them and they just don't get it that Soldiers would like to eat yummy food instead of questionable food.

This food is Swedish meatballs and onion rings. Mmm, just like Mom used to make. Except these meatballs are the same meatballs that go in chow hall spaghetti. Change up the sauce and you have an entirely different meal! Cost effective!

This food appears to be the chow hall's version of meatloaf, mashed potatoes and canned corn. Covering it in cheese and ketchup did not mask the grade F meat used to create this undesirable loaf.


And lastly, this food was advertised as roast pork and spicy potatoes. It looked and tasted like poo and is probably the reason why I was up most of the night wishing my belly would quit waging war with my body. Oh, and you can't forget the random slice of sausage pizza complete with left over breakfast sausage hidden under the cheese.

I do not like the forced diet I've been put on. I just can't eat this junk anymore. Hopefully the food is better in Kuwait.