Protu

You're literally sitting one couch away from me, and I've already told you pretty much all of this, so I'm going to keep it short and tell all the other (maybe two) people who read our blog about the camp I was on last week. Cooking. With our sister.

So, eight days.

On the first day, we got there. The last camp was still kinda cleaning up, and the kitchen was a mess, and everything there seemed to be a little sticky. So for the first 24 hours or so, while cooking for 22 people, we also scrubbed the whole place, and arranged it, and pretty much made everything neat enough to be a kitchen that isn't a little disgusting and in where you can actually find the stuff you're looking for.

We argued about what music to play while cooking for the first couple of days. She thought the music I had on my laptop was not good music, and I though the music she had was weird. I had the argument of having five times more music on my laptop than she did.
Eventually, however, we settled (as you already know) on a 10 hour loop of 500 miles. There was actually one girl in he team who came to the kitchen to listen to us playing it. Which was pretty awesome. (She was actually pretty awesome also otherwise.)

Also, we made different colored foods on different days. Starting on Monday, through to Saturday, for six days we went from red to purple, in a rainbow order. A lot of the foods were a really weird color (I'd have pictures, but my camera battery ended on like the second day, and I was too stupid to take the charger with me), but we got really good feed back about them in the end of the week. Not only that they were really good, but also for the weird colors.

Probably the greatest food we made, though, was cheesecakes. We made them on a day when a girl came from SETA, and they were talking about sexuality and stuff also otherwise. We made striped rainbow cheesecakes with purple on the bottom, and a strawberry (=red) topping. People loved them. I would put up a picture, but again, the battery on my camera died. I am sad.

On Saturday, meaning the day before the camp ended, we had to clean and pack and cook and get as much ready for cooking for 60 people the next day as possible, we played a few more hours of 500 miles.

Cooking for a lot of people is pretty much like this: chop, boil, cook, serve, clean, wipe, wash dishes, and start all over again. You need to have a certain kind of nerve to be able to do it.

I think that's a pretty summary of the week. Now I want to concentrate on Mulan I should be watching with you.

~matu