This has been in my “drafts” pile for a while, awaiting the right photo…
Meals and snacks play an important role in radio contesting. Perhaps not in the ultra-competitive world of international championship radiosport, where contestants gnaw energy bars and live at the edge of dehyration, but certainly in any contest in which I would want to take part. We didn’t stick exactly to the plan for OSP, but we came close.
- Friday evening, pre-contest: On the way to pick up Ben from Indianapolis Airport, we caught sight of Squealers. The ribs were excellent, but the real discovery was what they do to “biscuits” in Indiana. Somehow, the biscuits they serve taste uncannily like Krispy Kreme donuts, minus the glazing. I’m sure they’re healthy.
- Saturday morning: Egg sandwiches, yum, plus enough protein to coast through the day. Best served with Tymme’s coffee, 97 octane, and lead-free. So far as we know.
- Saturday afternoon: Now in the contest, we ate whatever came within arm’s reach. I ingested several salty snacks without really taking the moment to identify them. I think it might have been cheeze doodles and potato chips. If it moved when I grabbed it, I just put it down and kept logging QSOs.
- Saturday late afternoon: It occurred to us at some point that we were getting hungry, and miraculously, Indian food appeared. There was definitely rice and lentils, and I think some paneer as well, maybe some channa masala. In any event, it was really tasty, and the perfect staple to keep things going. Having spent two years in Bangladesh, the dal-bhat went down without a thought, perfect for maintaining concentration during the contest.
- Evening: Rates fell off for a while in the early evening, and we all took a break for a bit. Just then, Danyele came in with hot pizza. Impeccable timing. After a couple slices and some beer, we were all ready to tackle the last couple hours of the contest.
- The Day After: I think we may have had some light food in the early morning, plus coffee, but flight schedules meant that we had to work pretty quickly the morning after the contest. Since taking down antennas is so much faster than putting them up, we had time to spare. We drove into Bloomington, carefully avoiding traffic related to the University’s commencement exercises. Breakfast was served at the traditional RileyCon post-game restaurant, The Runcible Spoon. The bagel and lox was so good, that I thought it must have come from New York.
So, quite a culinary journey, with extreme gratitude to Tymme and Danyele for feeding the troops!