Can't fry an egg on pavement but...

The New York summer finally came.

Harry Potter Wannabe

I got this lightening-like scar on my leg from running with ankle weights.

I think it's the universe punishing me for not having seen the newest Harry Potter movie yet.
"Wannabe" or "Wanna Be"?

What do I do with six poblanos, six wax peppers and one cubanelle?

Do you ever cook with these? What do you make?

How badly do you have to go?

Being headless counts as a handicapped in my book.

Girls Camp

I spent this last week as the Girls Camp cook.

Most of the time I only prepared meals for the stake leaders and YCLs (about 15 people). But I also made lunches for our hikers each day, which meant I spent a lot of time putting things into snack bags.

Behold, 35 bags of wonder.


We had a really hard time getting a fire going all weekend because of the intense humidity and a lack of kindling. This is me feeling a little concerned about not having hot coals since I had 15 hungry people waiting for their foil baked potatoes to heat up. To my benefit, we have a heavy Latin American influence in our stake and those sisters are masters of hospitality and good eating. When my dinners didn't go as well as planned, no one went hungry.

This is Amelia, the camp director.

Every one thought Amelia and I were sisters, but we don't look alike. The girls also thought I was only about 20 years old. Ha.











In addition to cooking, I taught the girls how to make no-bake cookies. I forgot to buy enough butter so I had to "invent" a new version with peanut butter.

Behold my creation!

Now the picture below is not so appetizing, though it's got a similar composition to my chocolate camping cookies. This is a Costco-sized juice bottle full of the grease that ran off the 20lbs of hamburger I cooked for our taco buffet.



I had been waiting since camp started for a ride to the store so we could get food supplies to last the rest of the week. When some girls refused to go on their hike, I was finally handed keys and told to go get food so we could put them to work.

I got to DRIVE.

Here I am in line at walmart. I got so much food I had to purchase and unload a cartful and then come back for more.

In the end, I have to say I had a lot of fun at girls camp, though I had no idea how much work it is to be a leader. As a girl, I thought I was worn out and I got three hours of free time. As a leader, you're the first one up, the last one to bed and working all day long. And it's totally worth it when you here the girls say they know they're Heavenly Father loves them.