My first damper experience was at Biddy Walsh’s Irish Pub in Orange. It was soft, fluffy and warm – a perfect vessel for me to slather a generous amount of softened butter. It was memorable and delicious. I was sold with the idea of damper. My dear friends, if you were not familiar with a damper, it was a traditional Australian soda bread usually cooked over hot coals of a campfire. People who know me would tell you I was far from being a camper. But between you and me, I like the idea of camping food. Baked beans, stew cooked in a cast iron, s’mores … camping looks positively delicious! And maybe, just maybe, it is not a scary notion at all.