|Chip, last seen by the stern of the ship.|
After muster Captain Dashing said he'd arranged for Jason of the Argonauts to take his cook and I provisioning. While waiting for our ride, their cook, Klaus, and I talked shop. I saw poptarts and Cheerios and milk - probably four gallons. I don't have any milk drinkers onboard. I guess if I did, I'd freeze quarts of it, and defrost them. A gallon won't even fit in my fridge. But it's a huge cost and I love not having to deal with it. Klaus gzve me an idea for using chard in scrambled eggs, and inspired me to try tiki masala again. It just wasn't a hit last time... He had filled two carts and I filled one. The old sedan we used was pretty heavy loaded when we left Wegman's.
In order to take Sunday off, I need to make all the meals ahead of time, so I made most of Saturday's food today. Plus we had a daysail from 5-7; dinner from 7:10-7:25; and then another evening sail and boat parade after that. I'm whooped.
But it's raining again. I like the sound of the rain on the cabin top and the deck. And tomorrow our only passenger to Toledo arrives. And he happens to be my guest, so I may call him something other than P1. I have an alternate name pending good behavior.
|Cap's plate, one sloppy chicken Joe upside down.|
Sausage, ham, beet, potato, onion and goat cheese hash with baked eggs in muffin tins
Tacos with leftover fried rice, black beans and taco meat
Sloppy joes, sloppy chicken, corn salsa (like a chow chow), beans and caramelized onions and a fruit salad