Okay, so if I drop you in the center of Teton National Forest with nothing but your iPhone, you can call me and say how habitable it is after three months.
Currently, I live alone. I used to live in a rooming house. The landlady was a senile, old bat who snorted coke and tried to order me around as though she were my mom. Boy, was I happy to move out of there.
What's your fascination with picking food from dumpsters, anyway? You really think I don't have ten bucks over the butcher counter for it? Whatever food or food related items that happen to be in the dumpster stay in the dumpster.
I've already seen people doing it that way. Take barbecue sauce, for instance. You could put a light coating on top... or slather on so much that you may as well just drink it right out of the bottle. You don't taste the meat.