Non veni pacem mittere, sed gladium.
Yes, and add some butter, pepper and lemon to aid in the cooking.Cook the vegetables in a separate foil pouch.
Veggies, we don't need no stink'n veggies... we want a tin of peaches that have been chill'n in the stream...
I'll eat my corn-on-the-cob, thank you. Cooked in butter and salt in the foil and then roasted over the coals. I'm not refusing the peaches, mind you.
Or go old-school and use a good old-fashioned cast iron skillet. My dad never went without one when we were fresh-water fishing all over California back in the days. Mmmmm, fresh pan-cooked trout.
Ah, memories. Caught plenty of pretty trout out of the middle reaches of the Mokelumne and Tuolumne Rivers, and some pretty little brookies and rainbows from small waters high up. I could retire and do just that for the rest of my days. Would have to have a rustic cabin somewhere, though, among the aspens. And a float plane. And an old Jeep or Scout to get around. And a freckle faced friend to help me enjoy it all.