R39 - Give me some of that yum like a lollipop

[with_my_teacup]

[A public service announcement]

Hi, kids. It's Richard B. Riddick; you may recognize me as that guy from the kitchen at breakfast.

Friendly reminder that there's nearly a hundred of us, and the functional kitchen staff currently stands at seven plus one on inventory. David Cain was a kitchen worker, Lua Klein was the dinner manager, and our only inmate left on lunch duty is currently about this big. [He holds his hands apart to indicate the Creed-terrier.] And one of the seven? Probation for a week because kitchen tools are not a weapon unless the alternative is death.

We need more hands. We always need more hands, we really need more hands. We always do. One warden, at least one more inmate.

Which brings me to another thing.

Due to the unstable tendencies of the barge and the real stable tendency of most of us to have to eat, I'm requesting anyone with cooking prep experience think about putting themselves on call in case of flood, death toll, or dog. A few more short term hands means a few less posts like this.

Thanks.

Comments

private + ben

[versusnurture]

I can help.

If, you know. You'll let me help.

[youwill]

My offer does still stand.

[He is reduced to trolling. Sigh.]

[routemistress]

I don't fancy meself as a supervisor, but I can always keep covering the gaps once you get Vic back.

[with_my_teacup]

Sweet of you. Unfortunately, misuse of kitchen equipment, like I said. [He gives a little 'what can I do' shrug]

[with_my_teacup]

You up to be on that on-call list?

[youwill]

You may be the one department on the ship with a long memory.

private + Ben

[with_my_teacup]

I got no objections

[with_my_teacup]

Life's tough.

[routemistress]

That'd be perfect, ta love!

[Iris likes working the kitchens - she's fast and capable, if a bit disorganised - but she'd go nuts doing it fulltime.]

private + Ben

[warisart]

I would like her to be assigned with me. Other than that, I have no objections or preferences.

[youwill]

For everyone. I shudder to think of the number of sandwiches you may have to make.

[He shudders to think of the food, mostly.]

[deadly_ned]

Alpha and me are usually in the pub but I think the both of us can come off of it in case of barge instabilities. Death tolls and floods.


If that's all right with him. And you.

[exnihilo]

I could come back. Not for Iris or Victor, I mean. To stay.

[with_my_teacup]

It is. I'll put you on call.

[deshabille]

Now, now. Do you know what we ate on the march? You should guess. This is incomparable cuisine, Hannibal.

[Leave the poor kitchen soldier monster alone, child.]

[with_my_teacup]

[Hey, you get a half-smile.] Wouldn't mind seeing you around. Lunch shift under Ben?

[with_my_teacup]

I appreciate that.

I'm just sorry for people with good palates who are going to have to eat the sandwiches.

[Look how sorry he is. Sorry and regretful like a cat with cream all over its paws.]

private + Ben

[with_my_teacup]

Sounds like a yes all around.

[deshabille]

It's a real shame. Sometimes all the wiltiest lettuce gets into one sandwich.

[What a bummer that would be, right? Right?]

[youwill]

[but he's b o r e d]

I can imagine. Vividly. You must appreciate a good sandwich.

[youwill]

[wow fuck you mal

he will find a severed finger and put it in your coffee

maybe jonah will volunteer]

[deshabille]

[THEN READ A BOOK, YOU'RE AN EDUCATED MAN]

Sandwiches are, in fact, my favorite food.

[This is not true at all, but whatever.]

[deshabille]

[that's so rude, hannibal]

[so rude]

[Private to Riddick and Ben]

[la_belle_rogue]

Ah'm a pretty decent cook. Ah wouldn't mind helpin' out. Only thing is Creed's not always a dog, and he and Ah don't exactly get along well.

[Private to Riddick and Ben]

[with_my_teacup]

Could present a difficulty-- he's probably going on dinner shift, and that's the one we're short a warden on.