Attention Ship's Company: Pancakes are now mandatory

[myironeyes]

[Public]

We need at least one more inmate on the regular dinner shift.



[Spam for Aeryn & anyone on the Kitchen on-call list who wants to be there.]

[There's no lack of volunteers on the barge, but Marsh dislikes the messiness of it, the last-minute rearrangement of high turnover.]

...why don't we just make everyone pancakes tonight.

[This is not a question. There is no good reason not to make pancakes for dinner.]





[To Jean]

You are greater than the things you carry.



[To Ned]

You are too forgiving. Don't change.



[To Iris]

With you, there are colors again.



[To Nathan]

I have never seen stars. When people try to explain them, I think of you.

Comments

spam;

[soliterraneous]

[ Aeryn looks incredulous. ]

It was my understanding that pancakes were a breakfast item.

spam;

[myironeyes]

Well. People might say that.

[He's not really sure what people say about pancakes, to be honest. He's still a little weirded out by the whole concept of 'everyone gets three meals at the same times so regularly and with such variety that there are cultural rules about to eat when.']

Pancakes are, however, always excellent.

spam;

[soliterraneous]

All right.

[ Her copy of Nathan's recipe is in her modified (half pictures, half basic English) cookbook, and she opens to the page and shows Marsh. ]

Acceptable?

spam;

[myironeyes]

Yes.

Work on the dry half of the batter. I will prepare the wet half.

[His version of sight is bad for things like 'is this powder mixed well' but pretty god for things like noticing specks of eggshell.]

spam;

[soliterraneous]

[ Since a large part of Aeryn is still a Good Soldier^TM, she gets to work before asking questions. ]

This seems unexpected.

[ Well that wasn't really a question. ]