For the record, I survived eating all that old survival kit food. Now I’m going to eat more.

In my defense, it’s not as old as the other stuff was.

Today I cleaned out a drawer and my survival kit box. There were a couple revelations.

First, the cheapish ferro rods I had in the three “damn, the lighter’s dead and I forgot the matches” tins corroded and left a disturbing gray dust all over everything. I cleaned them off and even though they all still worked, I researched how much it would cost to replace them. I also warned She Who Must Be Obeyed that the only way to preserve them was to start a fire every month.

The key thing was the expired survival food. Since I survived the old jerky and Spam, I’m now set to eat food that expired a couple years ago and, in a couple cases, this month. Some of it is rice, but one item is expired Spam-like substance. That will be lunch tomorrow.

This all inspired SWMBO to clean below the stove. (Note: that is a cabinet, not an oven.) Whilst cleaning she found some perhaps decade old brandy.

So far, so good.