Yesterday the old cook departed, and I moved into my bunk. It’s pretty exclusive. The other crew members call it The Apartment. My bunk is in the “pantryway” between the main salon and the galley. There’s a door to the main salon, so I can shut off the rest of the boat if I so choose. And there’s a “head” (ship-speak for bathroom) in the pantryway, so I can even pee with the door to the head open if I want. Pretty cool. I also have a velvet curtain, a bookshelf and a cupboard.
Bread in a Pot
This morning I made biscuits and pitti panne (Swedish hash) for breakfast. Rigby had a friend staying over, another tall shipper, and she took us on a Home Depot run. I bought potted herbs which now sit on top the fridge.
For lunch I took the Italian roast I cooked last night and re-made it into sloppy joes by adding ground beef and ketchup and mustard.
In the afternoon we had our second sail, and while we were sailing I baked the no-knead bread that Allen sent me the recipe for back when I got on the Neverland. It is AMAZING. I made bread in a pot! It turned out gorgeous.