I learned a lot about food from Kevin, both from seeing what he had along and by asking him about physiology (much of the info is condensed above). I've been backpacking plenty, and know how to eat for intense races of <24 hours, but this was somewhat new territory.
My dry dinners and breakfast were about 6 oz each. This just wasn't enough. I did have butter and olive oil to add to both, and that was a very wise addition.
Breakfasts were a varying mix of raw oats, instant oats, granola, full-fat powdered milk, nuts, and chocolate chips. They were really good, especially the ones with plenty of walnuts and chocolate! I'd do them exactly the same again, just add more stuff.
Dinners were primarily mixes of a starch (powdered potatoes or couscous) with some kind of dehydrated beans. We've got a food store in Missoula with an amazing bulk section that makes putting these together easy and cheap. The Couscous and chili-refried bean dinner was the best. I'm high maintenance when it comes to food, and a variety of flavors (and strong flavors) were something to look forward to when grinding out the last miles of a long day.
I should also elaborate oh how we did dinner on days 2 and 3. Both were on the cold side, especially at night, but had little precipitation and a decent amount of sun during the day. We stopped each day between 6 and 7 (just before dark, when we found a good dry and sunny spot) and fired up the Caldera and spent 45 minutes making dinner and resting our feet. It provided a big psychological boost, and made sitting and eating dinner pleasant rather than freezing cold. A very good technique to have. We didn't do it the next two nights because it was warmer, but mostly because we were wet and needed a fire and camp time to dry out.
My lunches were where I came up short. I brought 10 Clif bars, 10 Snickers, 10 Paydays, 28 mini Slim Jims, some salami, some hard cheese, and I think that was it. I needed more calories, more variety would have been nice, and I needed more protein and carbs (though more carbs at breakfast and dinner might have sorted that out).
Most egregious of all, we had planned on hiking on and camping Friday, then finishing up the hike Sunday (rather than hiking partway to civilization and then hitching a ride, which we did). I spaced bringing a dinner and breakfast for that last day, which was just me being dumb. I remember staring at my pack worrying that I had left something out. Unfortunately, I had.
It's good to note that I lost a good bit more weight than Kevin, and didn't have near the mental or physical resources left at the end of the trip. This was due to my lesser experience, but most directly to the bigger calorie debt I was running. Kevin graciously put up with my miscalculation on food, as well as my pushing of the easy button Friday evening to bail into civilization.
Gets my heart rate up just thinking back to it.