We had our own cooks and they had a kitchen. But for the first couple of weeks, at least I recall eating ration packs. So it was our stock standard ration packs. And there was some exchange of ration packs. So sometimes we got French ration packs or American ration packs. It was dependent on who you met or that sort of thing.
There was that exchange going on. So it was always exciting to get a ration pack from a different nation. But I do recall having ration packs for a lot of the time, at least initially. And then when our cooks got up to speed, it was hot boxes for me because where our barracks were, our barracks were where our sleeping quarters were, where our messes were, where the kitchens, where the operations areas were. And then the hospital was around the corner.
So I worked six days a week, so most of my meals were delivered in hot boxes. We did have a dining room, but because I worked at the hospital, we had our meals over there. So it was a lot of hot boxes, so hot boxes everything sort of mixes around with everything else in the hot box. So it's not my favourite way of eating, but that's how it was.
The food was okay. I'm not a foodie, so it's not a big war winner for me, so to speak. And then when I did have my day off, on your day off you could eat in the dining room. But my day off was on a Sunday, usually, and the cooks had their day off on a Sunday. So I had ration packs on a Sunday.