The fishin' cooler.

doublesharp, you had me right there:

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A buddy of mine was going fishing just off Hilton Head with his pals. They went in a little bait shop buy all store at the landing. Standing behind the counter was a right good sized S.C. island girl frying pork chops. All ordered pork chop sandwiches to take fishing with them for a late morning snack. Of course they came wrapped in spool paper in a brown paper bag. About 10 o'clock they all started opening their sandwiches. The each had 2 pieces of "light bread" and 2 fried pork chops as broad as a linebacker's hand. One of our locals shouted " Damn, that fat gal KNOWS how to make a poke chop sammich".
 
Fried chicken, Cokacola was on my old daddy's menu. Nowdays, if I'm fishin for fun, it's whatever the rich folks left the day before. If I'm working, it's whatever the chef sends to the bridge.
Oh yeah, dorado or wahoo ceviche usually gets made by my crew while we're out there.....that'll do nicely.
 
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SPEND MORE TIME FISHING THAN EATING.

The property owner of 300 acres in the Catskills (novice) would bring (the old style paper) a shopping bag full of food into the woods/stand. 2 Liter soda, hero, big bag of chips, assorted junk food for when he wasn't smoking. :rolleyes: It may have been steep in places he avoided, but nowhere HE went was more than a 15-20 minute stroll back to the house. Of course we'd eat before leaving and again when we came in around 11ish for lunch. If you want to make it about the food, call it a picnic with rods/guns. :confused:
 
Up until my mid to late 20s fishing was a drinking trip with poles. Then my buddy managed to con the corp of engineers out of a 99 year lease on a campground and marina on the Rim Canal of Lake Okeechobee in Moore Haven. By age 35 (1986) I was a fishing guide. I did that for 15 years during the off season of my Indiana produce business. My buddy ran the marina into the ground and corp of engineers took it away from him in 1993 and it's vacant to this very day.

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Dad wasn't a fisherman but bought a boat in 1968 and took my brother and I on fishing trips when we were teenagers. He drove the boat and we fished. His menu.

Bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken (no wings)
Chips Ahoy Chocolate Chip Cookies
Rolling Rock Beer
 
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Rustyt1953 said:
When dad took us on a daylong or weekend fishing trip, he usually, as he was a creature of habit, packed the same goodies (with few variations) in his old metal cooler:

Rag baloney, colby cheese, mustard, white bread, Vienna Sausages, potted meat, sardines in mustard, saltines, pickled eggs, pork rinds, circus peanuts and Moon Pies.

What are your favorite go to cooler goodies?
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I hunt and fish in MS, TN, and AR. Every gas station has those items available, and you can often find some combination of them in my pack. I can vividly remember a day of duck hunting on a gray winter day in Mississippi. Shivering hard, eating potted meat on crackers, and thinking it was 5-star cuisine.
 
When we went fishing as kids it wasn't about the food. Eating was for when you were done.

When I tell my boys its time to get fishing or hunting, they know they'll spend the day snacking on chips, jerky, chocolate etc. Mom always tries "helping" when I pack up the cooler by putting in a bag of carrots, apple slices, or other garbage.

We've found that kind of junk doesn't work as bait for fish, but we've put it out for deer with moderate success.
 
You folks are way to complicated.

One LARGE cooler for BEER, really cheap stuff in cans and a lot of it!(no fish)

On board cooler was for ICE, (then fish)

Carton of cigs or cigars:eek:

Food was a giant sub sandwich and a bag of chips or whatever.

:D

Ah yes, days gone by:)
 
My Mom would fry up a bunch of chicken and put it in this weird round insulated aluminum bowl with a lid( which I still have). It was great because we'd eat chicken and toss the bones overboard. As a kid I thought that was kinda fun.
When we would go to her Parents place in Jersey we'd go out in the Delaware bay in Grandpas boat. He'd always bring a round Scotch plaid cooler full of Check cola, orange and root beer. The old kind that you had to open with a church key, which he also used to open the cooler lid. Times were hard back then...no pull tabs or spring loaded buttons. I still have that cooler too!
I remember bologna sandwiches and peanut butter&jelly.
My dumb brother always wanted to eat a peice of squid, the bait, but would never do it. Don't know why not because he did eat the dogs biscuits occasionally. Did I mention he was dumb?
 
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Rustyt1953 said:
Dad used to tell people that he was from Maine.....

"The main part of Kentucky".
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Sounds VERY similar to what my buddy and I pack in our boat (daily) for our fly fishing trips to Maine. We'll usually throw in some pepperoni and walmart fried chicken for good measure. Never know when that old 6 hp won't start and leave you stranded on the lake for a day or two :-)
 
Back in 1972 my brother and I hiked to a high country alpine lake for an overnighter fishing expedition. Somehow we managed to forget the food bag. Well, the catch and release fishing then got real serious. We did find salt and pepper in one pack. Rainbow trout on a stick was quite tasty. Over 40 years latter, we still talk about the night ln the high Sierra's we ate like Kings.
 
Nowadays, between Dr Boombatz and my "health conscious Yogi" (3rd) wife, my cooler has nothing I want to eat. Over the years I've packed all the staples already mentioned. Absolute "all time best", my 1st wife's mother made a spread with leftover roast beef with some kinda mustard-mayo mix that was outta this world good. I used to fish with her 'ol man, a retired Illinois State trooper down on lake Kissimmee. Sometimes catch half a dozen 5+ lb largemouths in less than an hour. I think I enjoyed the sammichs more. Joe
 
When we knew we were gonna be out all day, the night before mom would make a sandwich like this, Pressed Italian Sandwich Recipe then put it in the fridge to chill. When you were out on the lake, all you had to do was grab a wedge and chow down. For shorter, more impromptu trips with just dad and I, it was just pop in the cooler and a bag of chips. We lived a mile from the boat ramp and had a season pass, so most of our trips were only for a few hours and were as much about relaxing and bonding as it was about putting fish in or taking food out of the cooler.
 
SCRAPPLE

When my wife & I moved to Fl we stopped at a diner in Va??? We looked at the menu & asked what scrapple was. The waitress told us pretty as you please, "it's the parts of the hogs you can't make into sausage" (like Jimmy Hoffa???). Nuff said, some things you are better off not knowing.
 
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