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What's the 'E' for in PACE again...?
Total brain freeze, forgot pot luck at work for 4 folks poppin' smoke or movin' on 'cause their actual ceremony is tomorrow, at which time they will be thoroughly roasted by those of us who know where the bodies are buried.*
Anyway, with all the typical heavy fare that only da Nortland's kitchens can bring to work for such things I figured that something of a different sort was needed for the palate. Dashed over to commissary and way-laid a bunch of fruit, chop-chop-chop-chop, and 1 can peach-pie filling to bind it all. I don't know if this counts as field-expedient, but it's gone.
* Amnesia based on our dwindling strength, below combat-ineffective, hiring freezes, salary freezes, can't recruit/retain. Have begun stacking mags and colleagues are calling our office the Alamo. Upside is that I don't have any PPT-ranger type duties and just get to work with Soldiers, so livin' large.
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