When most people think about the Apollo moon landings and the tools and equipment and artifice it took to make that most remarkable event happen, we tend to think of the mighty Saturn V rockets and the delicate, designed-for-space, insectoid Lunar Lander, and maybe the personal spacecraft that were the spacesuits. Rarely, though, does anyone think of wet meat. And that’s an oversight I hope to rectify this morning. About wet meat.
Yes, that’s right, wet meat! The wettest meat possible! And this meat wasn’t just wet – this was thermostabilized wet meat, and it played a role in the American space program. Granted, I guess one could argue that Neil Armstrong, the first person to walk on the moon, is really just another form of wet meat, just like Werhner Von Braun or Margaret Hamilton or any of the many other bags of wet meat called humans involved in NASA’s program to land on the moon.


Of course, that’s not the kind of thermostabilized wet meat I’m talking about. I’m talking about this kind of wet meat:

Yes, yes, look at that! Foil packages of potatoes, gravy, and the wettest meats capable of being moistened by the hand of man: beef, donated by cows; ham, from the inner material of the Hammurabi tree; and turkey, from emus.
In addition to the wetness, the meats have been thermostabilized, meaning all bacteria and microorganisms have been killed off by heat and pressure, and possibly micro-assassins. The instrument at the top is likely extremely unfamiliar to you, but happily NASA scientists labeled it: it’s called a teaspoon, pronounced tuh-eagh-suhpuh-OOOOUGH-eeenn.

Here’s a close-up of the turkey and gravy, enlarged to show both texture and wetness. Note how the package peels back like a sardine can, only squishier. The implement there is not labeled, but I suspect it could be what NASA calls a “fork.”

Other manners of wet meats were available, too: frankfurters, named for the city of Hamburg, beef and gravy, known symbiotes, and meat balls, spheres of wet meat specially designed for use in the zero-gravity environment of a spacecraft, where their orbularity allows for more predictable orbital dynamics.
These meats all wetly contributed to the Apollo program, using their moisture and meatitude to provide energy for astronauts to perform their tasks and pilot their spacecraft.

When not actively employed in service, wet meats traveled in small spacecraft of their own, composed of an inner layer of aluminum not dissimilar to the outermost skin of the Lunar Module, and then covered with a thin layer of plastic, as seen above.
This space food was actually engineered by Pillsbury, employers of a sentient wad of dough named Poppin’ Fresh, who performs for the company’s marketing needs wearing only a hat and neckerchief. If he had genitals, they would be on full display, which would be a source of much controversy should they suddenly come into being.
Here’s what some of the preparation and development of space food looked like:
Note the stunning wetness of the meats in use.
The above video shows the food preparation process inside the spacecraft; in the case of the Apollo Command Module, the food preparation area consisted of the panel used for drinkable water, which was injected into the food tubes and pouches to make them more palatable, even if the water wasn’t heated, which I bet the astronauts wished was.
Here’s where the potable water panel and food pouch injector were located:
There were other sorts of foods beyond just wet meats; here’s what I think is a breakfast:

That “orange drink” is the legendary Tang, as enjoyed by Earthbound royalty, and note the little pills in each pack. After the food is eaten, that pill is crushed up into the pouch to prevent bacteria from growing.
Foods like the bread cubes were coated in a thin layer of gelatin to prevent crumbs, which can cause havoc in zero-g.

Look at these desserts! There’s something about the rigid geometry and pure colors of these foods that I find weirdly appealing. This was from an era where artificiality was a quality to be sought out, desired. It’s an artifact from a much more optimistic era, and I kind of love it.
Well, that and, of course, wet meats. The wettest meats possible.
Reading this over toast and coffee makes getting up for a doctor’s appointment slightly more bearable. Thanks Jason. 🙂
Remember Space Food Sticks?
As Letterman would say, “that’s some good eating.”
Please hand me the spork so I can cut my nitratesicle
Few weeks ago i found out that Tang is mostly sugar, like 96% sugar, 4% everything else, and i was nostalgic for it until i read that.
No oranges were harmed in the making of this orange drink.
Oh man, I used to drink so much Tang with the recommended amount for a 16 oz. glass in a 4 oz. cup. No wonder I needed a nap before lunch.
Tang is good sprinkled over ice cream though. Wow, that was a throwback to my childhood, though, if I had some, I would do that today.
We used to mix it equally with instant tea to make hot “Russian” tea. I’m not sure why it was called Russian Tea.
Because it was crappy?
Heretofore unbeknownst to me, it is the national drink of Russia, frequently spiced with oranges. My guess is the instant tea and Tang recipe came from either a jar of instant tea and/or Tang. Tasted great after a cold day in the snow when I was a kid.
One of the most popular field trips for kids in the Cleveland area was (possibly still is) to NASA Lewis Space Center (now Glenn Space center) which is right next to Hopkins airport. Sure, the space stuff was cool and all, but the highlight was getting to hit the gift shop on the way out and buy some freeze dried ice cream in a foil pouch. “Just like the astronauts eat” and in 3 flavors (Chocolate, Strawberry, Vanilla). As a 9 year old in the mid-80’s it was pretty spectacular.
Same but with the Air and Space Museum in DC.
Same, but at the Museum of Natural History in NY.
There was nothing space-related there, but the gift shop people knew their audience.
Ditto for the Air & Space Museum in San Diego.
I love this space shit so much.
I’m old enough to remember when Pillsbury sold “Space Sticks” to the public. They’re the ones in the last pic of the dessert items, on the far right labeled “Caramel Type”.
Compared to popular candy bars, they were relatively small and un-fancy, but still tasty. And of course, most importantly, they were made to be eaten IN SPAAAAAACE!
I’m pretty sure they were available until the late 70s or so.
I should have read all the comments before making my own. lol
So, how did it taste?
Here’s a 75 page PDF after-action report that was written following Apollo 14 about space food:
https://ntrs.nasa.gov/api/citations/19740020236/downloads/19740020236.pdf
That report includes the important note that the food available during post-orbit quarantine also had to meet some pretty exacting standards:
So inspired, I just had creamed chipped beef on rye toast here on my favorite 1 g , full 14psi atmosphere, radiation shielding magnetosphere, rocky planet. Pigs In Space? Spam in a can? Absurd! At least not until proper accommodations are completed by my robot army.
Oh, that’s almost as entertaining as Jason’s! Thanks Hoonicus!
Some days I feel like this site is personally catering to me, thank you all
Heh – “catering”
Fork? Clearly, that is another teaspoon.
I saw that too. Perhaps an illustration was dropped? Or (just as likely) there’s a joke that I haven’t quite picked up on yet.
Or Jason’s eyesight is going. He is over 50 now. These things happen.
Good point. Plus, we have to assume there was some lead inhaled when he chopped those batteries out of the ChangLi.
Yes, you are right. That may explain a few things, actualy.
I wasn’t sure if he was making a joke, as forks were specifically outlawed to reduce puncture risk.
When you see this food, you understand better all the fuss about the lost ISS tomato… They were probably all dreaming about eating it.
I love how the labels were printed and photographed with the food items, not added in post processing.
In a style that must’ve been seen by, and had a profound effect on, a young Wes Anderson.
I never put two and two together before… so that’s where he got it! Thank you sincerely N1pnt. 🙂
That was honestly probably easier to do, just type them up and cut out with an X-Acto knife, no photo editing required
Yes! To HELL with photo editing. Let’s do it all in camera or not at all!
Who’s with me!?
*crickets chirping*
This article reminds us, of course, that one of the fundamental questions of human kind was answered more than 50 years ago by Jim Fucking Lovell, and your opinion is no longer necessary:
01 03 59 54 CDR “We’re having lunch right now, and I just made myself a hot dog sandwich with catsup.”
Well, if Jim said it it must be so.
I am not man enough to eat my hot dog sandwich with catsup instead of mustard, but I’ve been working on it for decades and I might still get there.
Catsup & chopped onions (damn Costco for eliminating the onions during the Covid times). We’re not gonna talk about the Polish dogs.
I think a hot dog can only be a sandwich if you serve it between 2 slices of bread after cutting up the meat to the point that it can be evenly distributed throughout the sandwich. So basically an unnecessarily labor intensive bologna sandwich.
Again,…
Notably in (relatively) recent history, Barack Obama and the late, great Anthony Bourdain both agreed that ketchup on a hot dog is only acceptable if the eater is a child.
Perhaps Jim Lovell was channeling his inner child at the time?
I don’t care what Obama said, & I never watched Bourdain.
You’re entitled to put whatever you want on a hot dog of course.
Someone needs to go on Urban Dictionary and make an entry with wet meat being a term for some kind of appallingly depraved sex act.
Your challenge for today is…
Edit: NVM. Somebody already did it. Look at your own risk.
Dammit I’m in public and now have a burning desire to look it up
Oh. Oh god no.
I shouldn’t have looked at that.
What did I TELL YOU?!?
Also, today, your username is NOT appropriate.
For fuck’s sake…
Also, I can purchase something called a “wet meat mug”…
Can, but probably should not. I’m not here to judge, but just know, I’m gonna judge, if you do.
‘Nuff said.
Many are the glasses of Tang and foil packets of Pillsbury Space Food Sticks (pictured on the far right in the ‘Apollo confections’ photo) I consumed in the sixties because astronauts. Not so much wet meats, unless you count Dinty Moore Beef Stew. My Michelin tires award this article three stars.
I think Dinty Moore is relabled dog food. If we sent that to space, we would have had a Space Mutiny. Fridge Largemeat not included.
What about Blast Hardcheese?
WE PUT OUR FAITH IN BLAST HARDCHEESE!
We can have a Space Mutiny, but I’m going to require at least 10 railing kills.
Punt Speedchunk?
The couple of times we’ve been to Huntsville’s museum (including the full size, separated, partly-cutaway Saturn V) my kids have been absolutely fixated on the food displays.
“Yeah, yeah, command ring, less powerful than an Apple Watch, that’s great. But GRAVY TOOTHPASTE!”
That museum is a treasure. I have dropped by twice when travelling through the region. Marty Robbins AFB in Macon GA has a great museum as well.
I thought Marty Robbins was out in the west Texas town of El Paso.
Yeah, he fell in love with a Mexican girl.
I want to check out Huntsville sometime. KSC’s museum and tours are great as well… especially if you do the tour that includes the old Mercury blockhouse. The goofy detail that stuck with me was the consoles in the blockhouse with thir elegantly built-in ashtrays, which made sense if everybody’s going to be smoking anyway and you don’t want ash in delicate equipment!
US Air Force Museum always had some great exhibits about this sort of thing.
I’m surprised to see gravy. In zero G, couldn’t that just detach itself and become little savory droplets floating around?
Yeah, sounds great! You could just float round slurping droplets. Sign me up!
From what I’ve read of the Apollo missions that would be a most dangerous game as there may have been other little brown droplets floating around that were not savory.
I tried not to go there. You boldly went there for me.
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But all men, unless constipated, go there.
Sometimes it’s gravy, sometimes it used to be gravy.
So, would you rather go to the moon on the back of wet meat or go to the moon with wet meat on your back? Not judging.
This is what happens when engineers are in charge. They looked at it and thought “okay, we gotta put a label in this. It’s meat. It’s wet. Label it wet meat.”
No normal human in the room to say “Really? Can we not call it Shelf Stable Food or something? I know it’s wet. I know it’s meat. The astronauts know this, too, but do we gotta just tell them ‘This is your food and you’ll like it.’?”
Wet meat sounds like generic non-kibble dog food.
Should have gone with something catchy, like “Meal, Space, Individual, Ham & Potatoes, Moist”
Agreed. You’ve got a bright future in marketing Ranwhenparked!
Last time I asked a date if I could serve them some thermostabilised wet meat, I learned what thermostabilised wet pepper spray feels like.
Maybe you are doing it wrong?
That’s what she said.
The lack of Astronaut Ice Cream is profoundly disappointing.
Maybe tomorrow? “Ice cream” would seem to lend itself nicely to a “Cold Start”.
Just check the gift shop, $7.99 for 3 bites. It was 100x that much when NASA was footing the bill!
100% this, this crime against delicacies will not stand. Clearly this article is the work of Big Wet Meat.
I’m fairly certain Astronaut ice cream was supplanted by Dippin Dots, the ice cream of the future.
Seen that of course in mall food courts or movie theater lobbies, or some similarly gastronomically-inclined venue. Never had them (I think) but that’s actually their story, right: freeze dried ice cream pellets?
There was actually space ice cream. Had it before. It was lame.
I have bad news. Astronaut ice cream never was taken to space, and the version sold in gift shops wasn’t what was developed for NASA.
Apparently the original was so bad every Astronaut refused to eat it.
How can we possibly comment on this article without violating both the terms of service and the tenets of basic human decency? Congratulations Mr. Torch… you have broken the internet.
Yep. The morning I’m too nauseated to eat my Cheerios will be a sad morning indeed and that morning is today.
All I know is that “POPPIN FRESH!” is going to have to make its way into my Business Time lexicon.
Don’t worry, I posted a comment above that is basically an open invitation for others to say things that violate basic human decency.
Only wet meats that is disappointing some people might enjoy some drier meat once in a while.