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Only Happens Once a Year

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Take two days of  30-degree temps and snow flurries

Four 50-mile drives to (and from)  San Bernardino

Prepare one dinner:

Corned beef:

One case – plus of potatoes

1 case baby carrots

1 case of cabbage

Twenty-five loaves of Irish soda bread

Lots of miscellaneous schtuff

One 88 year-old retired executive chef

One secret recipe

One fifty-something former cook, somewhat out of practice doing large gatherings

One experienced kitchen assistant

One guy shanghaied to serve food

Ten half-trained servers

One bottle of “Croatian Firewater”

Prep food

Cook food

Serve food

Serve 100, plus another another 45 people who show up at the door.

Drive home in blizzard on I-10 listening to Tommy Tutone, among people who have never driven in snow.

Arrive home

Unpack car, pack refrigerator, shower, put on sweats

Remember that you left bottle of firewater back  in kitchen fifty miles away.


Written by PappyBro

March 18, 2012 at 20:14

Posted in The Mojave, Weirdness

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  1. But the firewater performed its purpose when most needed. 😉 What was the occasion — a St. Patrick’s Day feast, I assume, but for whom?

    Oddly enough, my grandmother became the executive chef at one of those Jewish resorts in the mountains above NYC after the war. Her training as a social worker and her experience as the only one who could shop for a houseful of Jews in hiding in Amsterdam during the war (blond braid, blue eyes, and the body of a farmer’s daughter, which is what she was) paid off.

    trailing wife

    April 1, 2012 at 06:48

    • St. Patrick’s day dinner for a Spanish-speaking church, believe it or not.

      Someday I’ll do up a post about Walter, the retired chef. He has quite a story.


      April 1, 2012 at 14:35

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