Page 28 - The Lost Ways
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- By James Walton -

                                                                    “An army marches on its stomach.”


                                                                                  – Napoleon Bonaparte





                          Though it may have been fire that brought humans out of the darkness and into

                   the  light,  just  as  powerful  was  the  advent  of  agriculture  that  allowed  us  to  build
                   communities and stop running and gunning for survival.

                   Buried in the heap of incredible technologies that catapulted our race to the very moon
                   itself  lies  an  often  neglected  staple.  It  was  an  invention  that  would  have  made  sea
                   exploration nearly impossible. It was a food that fed soldiers at war for thousands of

                   years. I’m talking about hardtacks.

                   Not familiar with the name? Well, it goes by many others as well. The fact of the matter
                   is, this staple of the seafaring peoples of old and pioneers alike has been called cabin
                   bread,  pilot  bread,  sea  biscuit,  sea bread,  ship’s  biscuit,  and, as  we will  discuss  now,
                   hardtack.


                   The journey across the Atlantic was a harsh one that required a food source that could
                   last the long journey. Hardtack offered a carbohydrate energy source that was simply void
                   of moisture. This dried mixture of flour and water was often baked as many as four times
                   to ensure it could be stored for years, if needed, without spoiling.

                   That said, the hardtacks were not bullet proof. There are stories of sailors opening barrels
                   of hardtack only to find armies of beetles waiting inside and their food storage for the

                   voyage squandered. But these stories were very uncommon. At Wentworth Museum in
                   Pensacola, Florida, you can find a still-edible hardtack from the U.S. Civil War labeled
                   1862.











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