|Red beans and rice on a yeast biscuit leftover from lunch.|
I got a tour of Mammoth’s galley today. It was not what I was expecting. Cap actually worked as cook’s assistant there years ago, not long after she started working on boats. Since she doesn’t enjoy eating, it’s hard to imagine her in that role, but she told me they even used to make danishes.
From what I understand, the ship is much like it would have been around 1812, so I guess that’s why the ceilings in the galley are so low. If I were five inches shorter, I might be able to clear the beams and walk around without hitting my head every two feet. (And the kids in the foc’s’le think I make a lot of noises in our galley!)
It was dark – not a single window or skylight. And although they just paid $35,000 in renovations, it seemed like very little of that was cosmetic. There was a white board with the words, “Galley Goddesses” written on it. When I saw it, I nodded in assention. The woman who cooks there is a goddess. Someone in the last few days said that Mammoth’s cook must be the hardest working person here. And they hadn’t seen the galley. I know I would not be able to hack it.
I also got a quick peek on deck, and belowdecks where most of the crew sleeps on the soles – their belongings rolled up in sacks along the bulwarks.
I came back to the Marlin and looked around my galley and was felt lucky, especially given how little I knew about the boat before I showed up in Savannah.
|Date, pecan and cinnamon swirl muffin|
Our liaison brought us doughnuts
I made Wanut-date-cinnamon swirl muffins
Chicken breasts dredged in Tony Chachery’s (I knew Cap liked this… so..ermm… How was I to know that she didn;t like it in large amounts
Beans and rice