Camp kitchen. Yes, it's all glamour and skittles on the trail. Most of the sites had no tables, so you had to find a relatively level spot and set up the little stove, wind guard, fuel bottle - then wait for the "primus inferno" to calm (this stove had a terrible "pre-heat" cycle which consisted of about two minutes of three-foot-high flames. Pretty impressive.). So then you drool as the water slowly heats to boiling for your large dish of instant mashed potatoes. To be fair, Lu and I ate really well on the trail. We added yummy condiments n' stuff to our mash!