Last week we ordered a little 2 quart dutch oven and tripod from Amazon, which arrived just in time for the weekend.
This is the perfect size oven for us. It fits just enough for two hungry people and leftovers for the next day. My first attempt was Cowboy beans, as hubs called them. I soaked dried pinto and northern beans for a few hours, rinsed and boiled with salt over the fire for 2-3 hours, keeping an eye on the water level. When the beans were done and most of the water gone, I added brown sugar, Worcestershire sauce, crispy bacon, sauteed onions and garlic, salt, pepper and tomato paste.
The main course was fish that we caught a few hours before. We had a good variety with catfish, large mouth bass and bluegill, which we filleted and cooked on little skillets in butter and lemon over the coals while we ate our beans.
It was the first time either of us had caught and gutted our dinner. Directly causing and animal (or fish) to die so that we could eat gave me a fresh perspective on being a carnivore.
While I was gaining a healthy respect for my dinner, I was also thinking about life before groceries and fast food. So much time and thought would have been devoted to preparing food. Animals would need to be caught or raised, dispatched and cleaned, fires lit...the whole thing would take hours and hours for a single meal!
So as I stood, spoon in hand, shins being scorched by the fire as I stirred, I felt truly thankful for my dinner.