True Story – Forestry School camp 1974… Bannock-on-a-stick, cooking slowly, carefully, over the hot embers of the campfire, melancholy stories circulating. Marshmallows and meat had been gone at least a week, provisions were low. Bannock turning golden brown, aromas wafting, mouths watering. I pulled the steaming hot bun from the stick, stuffed in a pocketful of berries, picked that day, took a huge bite, and absorbed the warmth of center stage glory, slaying the dragon of skepticism. Teaching everybody how to make Bannock, that’s where this cookbook really started.