Last week, after a friend sent me a link to the army cutlery set pictured above, I couldn’t remember using any sort of camp utensil much this summer. I don’t know if that means that there was a lack of effort on my part in making dinner, or if it was purely a realization that I just enjoy a sandwich-ish something more than a big bowl or rice and beans. I’m sure it’ll change as the temperatures drop. Usually does. And I’ve never really enjoyed the Light My Fire thing, but I did encounter an AT hiker in VT this summer that was stoked on his titanium version. He had already broken four or so of the plastic version while scooping out peanut butter.