Leckband Cornhusker State Blog: Safety Protocols + Food Fit for Siblings

Thursday, July 27, 2017

MON 7/24 Hill Sibling Bash

I didn't go fishing with the boys on SUN 7/23, because I was still recuperating from my fishing trip on FRI 7/21.
The Skipper, aka Paul Farmer, took us out on his boat. The USS Minnow? No. The "Penguin." I don't really have time to explain it.
Carmen hadn't been out on the "Penguin" yet. [OK. It was the Skipper's nickname at one time or another.]
Even though we were not taking a 3-hour tour--it was more like an hour or so--the Skipper took us through the entire safety protocol.
This included very specific, very detailed instructions re: what to do in case someone falls overboard, i.e. . . .
Yell, "Man overboard." Point in the person's direction. Yell a direction, like "NINE O'CLOCK!'"
When the Skipper asked if there were any questions, I raised my hand & asked for reassurance that if I was the one who fell overboard, the Man Overboard Protocol would be enacted.
Knowing glances were exchanged while I was left in suspense.
That's right . . . I was left in suspense.
It sucks to be me.

Bison burgers . . . I LOVE bison burgers.
I'm also a little--no, a lot--of a bison snob.
The American bison is NOT a buffalo. It's a bison, more closely related to antelope.
And it's delicious. Also extremely healthy. More healthy than grilled grouper? Idk.
The Skipper grilled bison burgers for supper.
It was a bountiful repast, made even more so by the addition of flea market sweet corn, prepared by the Skipper's wife, aka Kathy Farmer.