British army food is great. I was eating at the mess in Vitez and gaining weight. When I'd go to Zagreb a friend would say "you're always going to places where people are starving and coming back fatter." The British Army is so different from the American Army. I asked a cook what was the oldest piece of equipment he had in the kitchen. He led me to a roaring stove. "This stove was issued to go to the Boer War. Not one like it, this particular stove." That means the stove had been through WW1, WW2, and all the other little conflicts in between. There's nothing even similar in the American Army.