Where are they now?

[Griffin NoName]

Back home again after being in Accdent and Emergency (A&E) all night and on the medical ward most of today, getting ready to watch Casualty (i.e. A&E) on TV - like I can't get enough of it

[Duke]

Back to my room after a little walk: I went to the field and watched the stars while listening to Tchaikovsky. It was fun.


Duke

[Sibling Qwertyuiopasd]

just woke up, checking the forums for once when I should be getting ready to go to church.

ah well.

[Duke]

At this point, there is a fifty-fifty chance of me going to breakfast. But it's still early, 9:30...


Duke

[Sibling Qwertyuiopasd]

at this point, theres a 75-25 chance of me going to bed. but it's still early, 2:03.

and I hae a spanish project tommorow I have to do a majority of work on.

why am I posting here?

*rumages off*

~Qwerty

[Sibling Chatty]

Taking a break from baking at My Friend's House.

8 cakes, four pies and about 9 dozen big dinner rolls down, only 12 or so pies to go.

5 pans of cornbread and the prepped and diced makings for dressing for the turkey population. (That's bread, and onion/celery/bell pepper ready to sautee and the butter to sautee it in measured into the Zip-Lock Baggies.)

Orange-Cranberry Sauce made.

What am I forgetting?

[Duke]

I'm here, but I cannot stay, for there are things that must be done, tasks begging to be completed....


Duke

[Sibling Qwertyuiopasd]

you're telling me. I have a spanish project due wednesday I need to work the hell on.

but first, I require food.

[Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith]

Taking a break from baking at My Friend's House.

8 cakes, four pies and about 9 dozen big dinner rolls down, only 12 or so pies to go.

5 pans of cornbread and the prepped and diced makings for dressing for the turkey population. (That's bread, and onion/celery/bell pepper ready to sautee and the butter to sautee it in measured into the Zip-Lock Baggies.)

Orange-Cranberry Sauce made.

What am I forgetting?

I can't imagine what - you've got me drooling all over the place, just from your brief descriptions! :drool:

[Sibling Chatty]

Stuart's retired military.

When he was active duty, he'd get a bunch of the older guys with family here near Ft. Hood to split gate guard duty with him, and that way they could be with family part of the day and guard the gates the other part. Our group always went for 'late shift' and had TG dinner at 4:30 or so, so that the folks with kids could do noon. They've also always done the "come here don't be alone" thing with anybody...

Laurel had surgery last month. Laurel's a fair cook but not a baker (as if I am). We now have a 7 year tradition of feeding the gate guards (yeah, they could eat at the mess hall, but--bleagh) plus whoever shows up. The whole tradition is over 15 years duration.

And I have to go to MD Anderson for my chemo shot Wednesday, which means going home tomorrow. Today, I made and froze squash casserole, sweet taters with 'stuff' (no mushmellers--ick), the ubiquitous green bean casserole, and scalloped 15 pounds of potatoes.

I've made 4 cheese balls the size of Dallas, a couple of hot veggie dips, a couple hundred cocktail meatballs and a curry dip for fresh veggies. The hams are ready for the ovens, and the turkey batallion is prepared for frying and smoking.

The Army lends us a field oven big enough to bake a Volkswagon.

On Thursday, they'll feed 45-60 people. I'll be at Mama's, feeding 7 if I make it to the store...

Tradition!! (cue Fiddler theme)

[Sibling Chatty]

Report from the front.

They fed 78 people.

They had enough everything, and one Spec 7 wants to marry me, even if i'm old enough to be his Mama...and he's never seen me, just ate my cooking!! (He ate half a pumpkin pie by himself, and was thrilled because it wasn't the canned pie filling kind. I'd MADE it, from real pumpkin, with fresh cream and eggs, and grated the nutmeg and all that stuff.)

7 people want my buttermilk pie recipe...

The Big Guy CO for the gate guards (some full-bird colonel person) hung out and hinted for an invite out to the house. He was told NO UNIFORM, and in their house, he's NOT an officer, even to his own guys. No "Sir" no saluting. He waited until all the meals were served, packed, sent, etc, and then helped with the dishes (and ate the last cup and a half of the orange cranberry relish, with a spoon.)

He and the E7 are considering dueling for my hand...Dan said no.