Long day, of fog and sunshine. Something about the closed-in-ness of it made it good for contemplation. I’ve been thinking a lot about my future. For as much as I talk about each crew member’s departure, my own is less than two months away. Suddenly I’ll be turned loose on the world… what will I do with myself?
Yesterday I received an invitation to my high school’s 20th reunion. It just so happens to be a week after my contract ends. I’ll be fresh off the boat. I hated high school. I never felt like I fit in. Would I actually enjoy it any more today?
I was reminded yesterday when we met the father of the girl who works on a boat out west that my friend Marc had told me they were advertising for a cook. Maybe I’ll throw the hook out just in case. That job was the one I wanted after getting kicked off the Neverland, but the timing wasn’t right. The boat has its base outside L.A., so I could have a land life and a sea life… Though I will miss this exploration and adventure, I’m really ready to nest somewhere, take my things out of storage and sleep in a real bed now and then.
So much to think about, and so hard to really act on anything when we’re not only way off the grid, but when I’m working all day long just to get the food on the table.
But it’s so worth it. Today was a good day as meals go. “You’re the bomb,” said Buttons after dinner, reminding me why I do this. I do it for them. For my young foodies. After she turned in, I heard Buttons telling the other crew members in the foc’s’le that there was nothing left of the gnocchi – that they had used the bread to sop up the oil in the pan. “Not even the bread?” asked Straus’s astonished voice. I hollered down, “There are two slices of bread left!” “That’s the great thing about C watch,” I heard Neb saying, referring, I assume, to the fact that they get to clean up – both literally in the sense of washing all the dishes and cleaning the surfaces, but also in terms of finishing off the food.
|Gnocchi with “fenneled” sausage.|
Eggs, english muffins, and cheese grits with smoked gouda and chipotle
*The gnocchi was the real star of the day. I took Italian sausage and sauteed it with fennel seed and set it aside. Then I cooked garlic, broccoli, red pepper and peas in olive oil with salt. I cooked the gnocchi and added it to the cast iron skillet with the veggies just long enough to toss it in the oil and give some pieces a light caramelization. I put Eve’s portion aside and then added the sausage and stirred it. It reminded me of something Franny’s would serve. Simple but delicious.
There were times during the day when you
couldn’t see the bowsprit from the wheel.
There’s actually water in this photo…
somewhere on the other side of the browsprit…
Bread in a pot, double-size. I omitted the step where you
put it in the cloth this time, and it worked just fine.