I still recall our anger after scoring some army "K-rations) or whatever they were. We knew we were being shat on.
Months of eating dogfood made before we were born. Wife still gags when I tell her of the joy opening a can in the dark and digging into 1/4" of congealed 20+ year old grease.
I hated the Ham and Eggs and the Turkey Loaf but I liked the Beef and Rocks (Beef and Potatoes), Beans and Balls (Beans and Meatballs), the Ham, Sliced, and the Beans and Weenies when I could get them.
No point in being picky when you're 10,000 miles from home and the neighbors are really trying to kill you - and the cigarettes are free.