Can anyone tell me if there’s another name for this staple of basic training chow halls? I’ve gotten a hankering for some, and would have made it for lunch today if I’d known what else to call it. That is just not a name I want to tell the kids.
Furdette: “Papa, what’s for lunch?”
Mort Furd: “Shit on a shingle.”
Furdette: “???”
Does this stuff have another name?
“Creamed chipped beef on toast” isn’t that much of an improvment over “shit on a shingle”. I doubt that I would want to eat it no matter what it was called. First off, what cut is the “chip” - the shoulder or the block? Second, and maybe this is my Jewish upbringing, but creamed beef? I don’t think that anything could sound less appealing - except maybe pork marinaded in rancid milk.
Also, I never would have suspected Lieu to post in a thread such as this one.
You don’t need to be jewish to have reason to avoid this nastiness. Of course being jewish might give you a more polite way to bow out of eating it if someone served it to you rather than saying, “You want me to EAT this shit?”
My grandma used to try to force this on my siblings and I. While we loved grandma it was one of the reasons we’d cry when we heard she’d be babysitting us.
Don’t be dissin’ a culinary treat I was raised on, sheesh!!! We called it SOS, of course being children we were’nt clued to the meaning of the acronym. Dad made his with hamburger, eggs, and sometimes mushrooms and a lot of times served over rice instead of toast. Good for breakfast, lunch or supper. Now, chipped beef was another animal entirely (no pun inteneded). That is nasty!!
Basic white sauce (butter, flour, milk I think) with the very thin packaged beef cut uop into ~5mm squares is how my mom made it. called it creamed chipped beef on toast. It’s a goog comfort food IMHO.
As a cook at OCS at Quantico I was the designated SOS cook. If I never see another ladle full of it, it’ll be too soon. I also had to scramble 30 dozen eggs each morning, but I can still eat them.
uh, if you made it with hamburger, it ain’t SOS. Chipped beef is salted, smoked, dried, thin-sliced beef, usually sold in jars. It was obviously a valuable staple for military camps and pre-refrigeration households. It’s also obviously inedible unless you reconstitute it in a liquid - the preferred liquid being a sauce made of butter, flour, milk or evaporated milk, and maybe beef stock. This, I am told, makes it chewable, though not especially tasty.
Of course, the same treatment was given to ground beef, as well as any beef they could lay their hands on, but the classic SOS was creamed chipped beef on toast.
The stuff you are talking about is creamed chipped beef on toast. That is not the classic SOS.
The classic SOS is browned and crumbly hamburger in cream gravy on cold toast. Once it congeals its tastes and looks pretty awful, (like something produced by a scourie calf) but ladled up hot in the middle of a Midwestern winter in a World War Two mobilization mess hall it is a delight. A little Worstershire (SP?) Sauce helps. Along with eggs any way at 4:00 AM ( oh-dark-hundred to you civilians), it is a pleasant memory of a tough time. Mrs. G. makes a hamburger stroganoff that is almost as good.
The chipped dried beef stuff was a comfort food of my childhood, lots of calories for not much money.
I have to side with Nametag on this one…all the S.O.S I’ve had was made from the dried beef (looked like thin pepperoni) which was diced and reconstituted in the white sauce gravy. Served on toast (mom’s preference) Nothing gross about it, it’s just toast with gravy, and the gravy has little chunks of dried beef in it.
Dad was in the Navy, and he’s the one who brought the recipe home. This One from Nametag’s link sure looks like it.