The Answer is Food- Glorious Food!

For the past couple of weeks, I've invested some time attending several business clubs offered at my blessed university. I feel it's good to network with students I haven't met and future employers, 'cus the aviation industry it kind of a small place. One is PBL, which enters a state meet each year equivalent to the science 2.09 competition in the film "21" and does really well.  Another is an Avitaion Business Communication club. Last year, they went to Las Vegas for a convention and loads of students made some really good connections. This year, they plan to go to Orlando which would require some monetary funds. I've considered my limited options, and have decided to bring back Peter's Kitchen; this time for Prescott!

The tentative plan: Prescott does a famer's market which I plan to enter this year. Using my unrefined and dusty skills as a novice baker, I open a stand selling several English desserts! And suggestions are welcomed.

Still on a cooking note. I've had major cravings for Indian food as of late. Unlike Provo, I don't a delicious curry restuarant I can escape to. I've failed a few times for the past few weeks and have tried to learn from my mistakes so eating would be more of a joy. This week, I nailed it! Accompanied with some basmati rice, lentil soup, and naan bread, a delicious meal was prepared and I've got food for the next 3 days in the fridge.

Awkward Moments of the Week

As this blog's depravity knows no ends, names shall not be withheld. A few week's ago, Brooke and I went on a stats homework date to Costco; I got the combo pizza. During missionary coordination, with both Brooke and me present, our bishop took a few moments to go over how cheap dates that get us out for just a few moments can also be the some great times together. He then immediately mentioned how his favorite is going to Costco with his wife. A look of horror immediately followed from both of us. He didn't know, and let's be honest, you can't beat a hot dog and soda for just $1.50

Next was last night at stake conference. I had found a few spots open in the middle of the last padded bench that would fit Brooke, Aleigh and me. Not wanting to bother people already sitting by shuffling past them, I simply stepped over the back and sat down. A thoughtful man in his late 30's turned around with a look of judgement and asked, "Are you really going to make your wife walk around?" Completely confused and looking like a deer in the headlights, I asked him to please repeat himself. He asked me if I really was going to make my wife (I presume Aleigh) walk all around the bench to sit down. I pulled contemptuously showed my left hand and proudly said that I was as single as they come.