We momentarily froze as we entered the chall hall, power outage? This pause was only a microsecond long, we just resumed our conversation.
Walking through the line we received our chow, potatoes and turkey. This was nothing special, heck even our MREs had turkey. I always assumed it was a cheap meat they could serve the masses.
Sitting at the table we stopped midchew, what was up with all the candles and decorations? While the dim lights made the whole place look nicer, the state of everything was odd.
I can’t say how long it took but it dawned on us, it was Thanksgiving.
It still shocks me today, how the heck did a massive holiday come upon us so fast without any knowledge of it?
I tried to describe this to some kids the other day, a day in the life of someone serving gives up much. Missed holidays and many of us suffer from for a lifetime from injuries and damage to our bodies.
Most would do it all over again.
(this was poorly written in one shot – better to have a crappy story out then a fantastic on stuck inside your head.)
I was walking the neighborhood tonight on my way to vote, I just made it with a few minutes to spare.
Across the street from the school is a house that stands out, I would guess this place has been here much longer than many of the surrounding places.
The garage was built with cinder blocks, unlike anywhere else.
I see two side.
The place is aesthetically unpleasant.
The other side is someone built this with their two hands. Built it to protect investment of tools or a car. It is functional. It it sturdy. It serves a purpose.
I was listening to episode 170 of a podcast on a short walk around the neighborhood tonight.
There is something that really stuck out to me. It was talking about ownership.
If something goes wrong, even if it isn’t your direct doing, do you take ownership?
I think maybe it was the Corps but I tend to say WE a lot if it is positive, if there is a negative I say I did this or that.
There are times when I miss that.
While we had our fair share of people who thought, rightly or otherwise, that they should get some type of accolades or leadership. There is a lot more of that in the civilian world, people hustling.
I sliced last week about doing our part to save the earth. Getting your protein from a cow is very costly on our natural resources. 2000+ gallons of water but getting the same protein from crickets only takes 1 gallon, that is an impressive savings.
I bought some of the flour on Amazon. What can’t you buy?
Today Sammi and I waited for Jenn and Aidan to leave. We wanted to bake some chocolate chip bars without them knowing we enhanced the batter with just 1/2 cup of cricket flour.
We really wondered if they would even know if we didn’t tell them.
I had to share our small kitchen with Sammi as she was making some kind of scones, without any bugs.
There are times when she isn’t as organized and a tad messy. I have no idea what is going on with the butter wrapper.
If I didn’t tell you this was made from crickets, wouldn’t you think it was cocoa powder?
I do have to say it had an odd smell. Kinda earthy and kinda crickety. It didn’t deter us as we kept going. After all, how much would a 1/2 cup really impact the overall taste?
A shot before we put it into the over. It looks very similar to every other time we have made these bars. I did use all brown sugar so the batter is usually a tad darker. I do not think it smelled any different.
I also learned that crickets are considered a crustacean, I had no idea.
So we had Aidan and Jenn try it. Both said it was good. Jenn did mention there seemed to be something missing. I did mention that maybe it was not enough crickets, she was a good sport and had another bite!
I would say we would do it again but maybe next time we will make bread.
