This made my day! So charming, so funny . . . so instructive. Porter may just have earned the “husband of the year” award for this and you? The “proud and supportive wife” award. I love this post!
ROFL. Well, not really, am still in my seat, but am laughing my head off. This is so not my camping/backpacking style. I prefer not cooking at all, mostly so I don’t have to wash any dishes. But backpacking s’mores, I see, are a lot of fun vicariously!
Love the Beethoven, the expressions on your faces, the mess in the pot, and the delightful good humor of the Gail and Porter Comedy Camping Show. Makes me want to go camping just to have s’mores. They aren’t the same in one’s kitchen.
Such fun! You both look so relaxed in the midst of such uncertainty. And it all turned out well. It’s a wonderful vignette…so poignant in its simplicity.
Being a chocoholic it’s hard for to imagine that these wouldn’t taste fabulous … add to that backpacking and I would eat them morning, noon and night. What creativity! (Both you and Porter)
Hilarious!
When we camped in Australia for 7 weeks, our Aussie friends lent us an alcohol stove. My 17-year old son, who eats a LOT of food, was so frustrated with the extremely slow cooking over the alcohol burner (and its low temperatures) that he bought a new camp stove.
On my last overnight climbing trip, we brought 4 bagels and four granola bars — for two people, 20 miles of hiking , and 1,000 feet of rock climbing. Needless to say, your camp food looks WAY better!
I know, you’d think we’d had enough after our Pacific Crest Trail thru-hike, but Porter is forever developing a more ultralight and elegant piece of gear, and I’m forever in search of a campsite with room service.
I want to go camping with you. You make everything look like fun!!!
Jan
Would we get to ride in your pop-up? !!!
After all that work, only chocolate is worth it! Yum. You guys are awesome.
As long as I can restrain Porter from going into the mail-order s’mores biz. But if I can’t, you’re on the list!
Gail,
This made my day! So charming, so funny . . . so instructive. Porter may just have earned the “husband of the year” award for this and you? The “proud and supportive wife” award. I love this post!
Melanie Mulhall
Melanie, for sure, Porter got a lot of husband-points for his s’mores.
oh lordy you are at it again — love it!!!! i miss you guys!!!
Let’s get together soon! And did you see Clay Fong’s great review of Riffs in BW?
🙂
ROFL. Well, not really, am still in my seat, but am laughing my head off. This is so not my camping/backpacking style. I prefer not cooking at all, mostly so I don’t have to wash any dishes. But backpacking s’mores, I see, are a lot of fun vicariously!
Kathleen, you shoulda seen the camp dinner I had to eat before I got Porter’s s’mores. ;-D
Awww…. this is so romantic!
XOXO
Love the Beethoven, the expressions on your faces, the mess in the pot, and the delightful good humor of the Gail and Porter Comedy Camping Show. Makes me want to go camping just to have s’mores. They aren’t the same in one’s kitchen.
Connie, I’m sure Porter would be happy to use his homemade oven to make a mess in your kitchen!
Love it. Love it, love it, love it!
;-D And Linda, congrats on the great piece about your book in the Daily Camera!
Totally hilarious Gail! My favorite part was the Bionic Marshmallows – ka whooom! You bring delight to my day, girlfriend. Thanks for being you.
And your latest blog posts are absolutely amazing, Andi, bionic in the best sense of the word.
Such fun! You both look so relaxed in the midst of such uncertainty. And it all turned out well. It’s a wonderful vignette…so poignant in its simplicity.
I know, our comedy camping is nothing if not poignant! Thanks, Anne.
You make simple moments cinematic!
Thanks, Pattie, especially in light of your own cinematic expertise!
Being a chocoholic it’s hard for to imagine that these wouldn’t taste fabulous … add to that backpacking and I would eat them morning, noon and night. What creativity! (Both you and Porter)
Hilarious!
When we camped in Australia for 7 weeks, our Aussie friends lent us an alcohol stove. My 17-year old son, who eats a LOT of food, was so frustrated with the extremely slow cooking over the alcohol burner (and its low temperatures) that he bought a new camp stove.
On my last overnight climbing trip, we brought 4 bagels and four granola bars — for two people, 20 miles of hiking , and 1,000 feet of rock climbing. Needless to say, your camp food looks WAY better!
How did you manage on 4 bagels and 4 granola bars–you must have been starving!
Gotta love a man who builds a backcountry oven to give his wife a treat! And gotta love a woman who celebrates the mess! Love you both!
You guys are so adorable!
How often do you camp? I thought maybe you’d had enough of it after your brave tackle of the Pacific Coast Trail!
I know, you’d think we’d had enough after our Pacific Crest Trail thru-hike, but Porter is forever developing a more ultralight and elegant piece of gear, and I’m forever in search of a campsite with room service.