Growing up on almost entirely boiled food in meager times, Steve's definitely had worse. Army rations hadn't been much better. The last few years, though, he's been a little spoiled for food and while he doesn't entirely mind the food, he'd be lying if he said he enjoyed it. It's bland and at least a little off.

"It beats field rations, but only by a little bit." He shakes his head and takes another bite of what he can only describe as a bean-like dish.

"Steve Rogers." He transfers the fork to his left hand so he can offer his right.