We sent Corwin off to camp with the Boy Scouts this evening. He was tasked with purchasing food and cooking for the troop as part of his advancement requirements. Mom took him out shopping, which I think was the most traumatic part of the experience.
Corwin was given a budget of $3 / person-meal, which had been expressed to him as a total amount and I, cruel Dad that I am, made his work out the per unit cost. In his head. Bwahahaha!
After that, camping in potential rain and snow while having to cook for 6 other people would seem easy.