This all happened a few weeks before the trek. My excited other half was reading up the day-by-day itinerary of trekking up 4600mt, through mountains, blue skies, snowcaps, and the magical encounter of Machu Picchu; the same time I was home-testing crackers and bars to decide upon the most suitable ones that will reward my every 2 hours of gruesome walks through rocks, heights, and dirt. (The verdict was salty club crackers, twix, and chewy snicker bars.) And then more importantly, I had to do my research on my daily meal plans just to make sure fresh caught trouts, wood-grilled, with wild greens and a slice of lime pie will be delivered daily by our own private chef. All the Salkantay Trek websites and blogs I came upon stated the following descriptions: delicious, generous, tea-break, snacks, Peruvian delicacies, super meals, three-courses, a baked cake. Still too vague, I promised that no matter how exhausted my arms are from holding the hiking sticks, my remainder last squeeze of energy will go towards snapping a few photos and post it all to fellow food-lovers that are forced by their other half to go on treks.
*No matter how expensive you are paying for your trek, the food is pretty much the same because the cooks are all trained in the same way (maybe the containers and plate wares are better presented), or unless you go with a big group- then the meals are simpler and more carb-oriented. Nothing to rave about: the meat over-cooked, some tomato sauces, popcorns for tea-time, snacks fried in warm oil, and cold stale breads. In the end, in my mind it was all noted down as some kind of fried, meat, carbs, and the general sauces.