Friday, November 20, 2009

Fine Dining Experience


Years ago, when I worked in Miami - my proximity to the jail used to garner me the occasional invitation to walk over and partake of some jail food. It wasn't bad. Cooked in bulk as it was, the chefs still managed to infuse taste and interest in even bland white mashed potatoes. The corrections officers were served from smaller steam tables located in a different area of the facility than the inmates. I enjoyed meals with friends in the unusual setting and scarfed down some pretty tasty meatloaf.

This year, our local jail has invited the sworn and non-sworn employees to have the annual Thanksgiving meal with them. It will probably be set up with the entrance in the Sally-port and food will be lined up along tables against the wall. The seating will be folding chairs set at folding tables extending out into the courtyard We have heard the menu will include turkey and venison - plus a couple of hogs shot by the Sheriff and other meats cooked by the kitchen at the jail. The non-jail employees will be bringing the side dishes and desserts. I expect everyone to need a nap after this repast. I've offered to stay at the office and handle the walk-in trade. There will be one person in Records and there will be a skeleton crew working. Someone will bring me a plate. The rest of the day will be slowed and have a kind of holiday feeling leading into a weekend where we will recover from over-eating. Then we can gear up to do it again on the coming Thursday for Thanksgiving.
Expecting my eyes to have glazed over from all the food coming our way, let me take this opportunity to wish all a Happy Thanksgiving and for those with anniversaries in the near future; Happy Anniversary to Ranger and J. E.

2 comments:

RANGER said...

Wah, thag yu. Thag yu vera much.

We are probably going to spend the Friday *after* staring at the ceiling or walls and recovering from the repast at Zeta's and M's home.

You will be having an extended celebration between work and home. We used to do that, too, in the olden days. You are having venison. Our wild game was alligator tail caught by our hunting lieutenant who breaded and fried it. I can tell you, the smaller 'gators taste better. Something like chicken who have been eating crab.

Zeta said...

Hope it the food was as great as your post.