tube fish and industrial-sized enchiladas

PAPERWORK. This has been my life as of late.

This week, we have made multiple trips into town to prepare to send out campers their confirmations (did I mention there's like, over 500 of them?) This requires comparing what they still need to send in (balance, physicals, etc), folding and stapling, sealing and putting on a label, and finishing it out by alphabetizing by zip code. Typical office stuff.

However, Wednesday was a great day because I was in the kitchen all day! Yes I am being serious! The job of Muskrat, Copper, and I, was to clean and reorganize the kitchen, a task we quickly found out was more a one and a half person job. When I was admiring a Rubbermaid container of hazelnuts, Muskrat told me that if you saute hazelnuts in cinnamon and sugar then stick them in the oven it's majorly delicious. So, because I wanted/needed something to do, she told me right then that I should do it. Despite that fact I didn't know what I was doing, let alone had just first seen a hazelnut five minutes ago, I gladly accepted her challenge. Move over, Nutella, because those nuts sure were delicious.

Now, people that know me well and my habits in the kitchen understand that when I bake/cook something, the series of events that follow are similar to the story of "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie".

Soooo, after fixing hazelnuts, I then proceeded to make brownies, enchiladas in a 19-gallon pan for eight people, and salad. Industrial kitchens are the bomb.

Remember the fish pond we worked on this week? The trout finally arrived about an hour ago, and people, if you have never helped transport 800 fish from the back of a truck to a pond via long tube, let me tell you it is one of the single most hilarious events of your life. The first load, we used a long, blue tube. However, most of the fish got stuck at the end of the line right before exiting into the pond, so we had to squeeze them out like toothpaste. Plus, several fish somehow broke free from the tube, and were slapping around on the ground before we grabbed them and threw them in. Again, imagine this happening with three Bolivian women from the city and already you're smiling.

It is COLD here. I hear/see how hot is is back home and I'm so jealous. Right now it's 53 outside, but probably a good 45 in the respite house. But it's supposed to be lower 70's this week, so let's hope for a warm-front! :)