"A Real Skeleton Crew"  

Blog No.63
 

Due to the preperations for the Galactic Awards ceremony that we will be holding here in the Gathering Hall tomorrow, The Emperor and I have had to re-arrange our personel a bit. 

 

Nothing too drastic, but the kitchen crews were going to be needed to prepare food for the banquet and this year they were adamant that they nearly all go to help, leaving the Emperor and I and a few Senators and an Ambassador or two with the basics for food until then. They had to go down to a skeleton crew at the palace kitchens. 

 

This was not such a hardship for me. I am used to eating foods from all different cultures and travel often, so eat much travel fare. But the Emperor and some dignitaries we had visiting! My goodness gracious but you'd think that they had been asked to live off of dirt and grubs! (no offense to those who DO live off those!) 

 

I find Portion bread to be rather nostalgic and comforting, and blue milk is just as refreshing as water, on a hot day! But there was much weeping and wailing and snatching of my own portion bread, much to my chagrin. 

 

I headed off to the kitchens myself, eventually, to see if I could lend a hand and maybe cook up a soup for those who were 'requesting' more. 

Now, remember how the kitchen staff had told us there would be a Skeleton crew? Perhaps you, like me, thought that this meant that there would be a bare minimum of workers there, since that is what a 'Skeleton Crew' actually means. 

 

I was wrong. There is no way to tell you how my eyes looked when I walked into the kitchens and saw an ACTUAL Skeleton crew in there! I don't mean to say that there was a living skeleton crew, clacking about the place and pouring soup down their throats with it all spilling out the ribcages. But there WERE a couple of skeletons and they had been lashed into place, so one appeared to be stirring a pot and the other rolling out bread dough!

 

At first, I was sure that I must be mistaken. My eyes had played tricks on me. But it never changed. I walked right up to the baking skeleton and that's what it was! Obviously it was someone's idea of a joke and it could be none other than tthe kitchen crew. But how bizarre! Who were they even pranking? They couldn't know that I'd be going down there. And where did the skeletons come from for their 'skeleton crew' anyway? 

 

Honestly, in the end I simply made the soup and left them there. I do feel I should say something about this, as I'm not sure how sanitary it all is and if there are law violations in obtaining these. The lengths people will go to for a prank!

 

In any case, we hope to see you at the awards tomorrow, Sunday, at 4PM, EST. I promise the food there was made with the full kitchen crew and ZERO skeletons!