Shop Class, November 22

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

As you walk into the Danger Room Shop, the first thing you notice is that the air is filled with the delicious smell of roasted turkey.

You then notice that Mac is cooking the turkey by hooking it up to a generator and letting the electric current do the roasting/shocking.

Also? The danger shop looks like a car repair shop.

Mac looks up from basting the turkey and points over to a very large refrigerator.

"In the refrigerator you'll find approximately 12 thawed turkeys. Your assignment today is to find a way to cook a turkey using the tools you would find here."

"I know you kids didn't sign up for Home Ec. But that's today's assignment. Now if you excuse me, I have yams roasting in a solar collector I built out back."

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Assignment

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Roast your Turkey. No "stuffing" jokes.

Re: Assignment

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John locates some tin foil--CLEAN tin foil-- and wraps the turkey up in it, adding a bit of water. He then re-wraps it so the bugger is air tight.

He then fixes the ignition problem on and older Chevy Suburban and nestles the bird on the engine and fires it up.

Cook for 2 hours at 1500 RPM or until done. Rotate as needed.

Re: Assignment

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han finds a bucket, some scrap metal, a clean oil pan, a small rack, a reflective sunshade and a clear plastic box. And Duct tape.

He duct tapes the sunshade into a funnel, weights the bucket with scrap metal and puts the narrow end of the funnel into it.

He pops the turkey into the oil pan, fits that into the plastic box. He sets the rack in the funnel of the sunshade, across the top of the bucket, and puts the box on it.

He sets the whole contraption (http://solarcooking.org/windshield-cooker.htm) in the sunlight streaming in through a shop window.


[ooc: used one of these all summer]

Re: Assignment

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam groaned. "Of all the things to have us do..." She was going to flunk this class because she couldn't cook. She also couldn't help wondering if Janet had somehow mentioned her mishap with the turkeys (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/245314.html?thread=9111106#t9111106) to Mac in passing.

Then she wondered if she should sit this class out for everyone else's health.

Re: Assignment

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders, hands in his pockets and a definite look of trepidation on his face, edges over toward Sam. "Does today's project worry you as much as it worries me?"

Re: Assignment

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Did you not see me trying to make cookies a few weeks ago?" Sam whispered. "You don't think we actually have to eat the turkeys we cook this way, do you?"

Re: Assignment

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac sits back in the garage reading "Scientific American". "We're not going to eat the turkey Carter, just cook it."

Re: Assignment

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Weird. He sounded just like Colonel O'Neill when he said that. "Oh, thank god."

Relieved, she set out to make a contraption that would cook a turkey thoroughly, but that would leave it completely inedible.

She found a metal garbage can and set it on a small metal stepstool. Next, she surrounded the sides of the can with cement blocks, to hold the heat in. She filled the bottom of the garbage can with a few inches of water from the washing sink, then placed the turkey, in a foil-lined oil pan that just fit the inside of the garbage can, inside the can, lidding it tightly (and holding it in place with a couple of C-clamps).

Then she slid two hot plates (from the break/coffee area) under the garbage can and plugged them in.

Theoretically, it should steam the turkey as long as she remembered to replenish the water at regular intervals, but there was no way she was going to eat it.

Re: Assignment

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge thinks for a moment before grabbing a welding torch. He then fashions a spit and attaches the turkey to it, putting the torch underneath and turning it on.

He stares at it intently for a few seconds, as if willing it to move. Nothing happens, so he sighs and starts turning it by hand.

Re: Assignment

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally doesn't do things half-heartedly. But as she starts gathering up bits and pieces, she waits for Anders, so they can do this project together.

Re: Assignment

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

After flailing at Sam, Anders comes over to join Cally.

"Help?"

Re: Assignment

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Please?" She smiles, and points over at an entire car engine. "We're gonna need that. So, you and me have a date with one of the lifty-thingys, so we can get that over here." She nods.

Re: Assignment

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH, not quite understanding human nutrition, having no need for it himself, collects some clean motor oil, and places a turkey-sized tub of it on a running engine.

Once the oil is boiling, he puts the turkey in, frying it. In motor oil.*

Re: Assignment

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"um... Death? We can't eat anything boiled in motor oil."

[OOC: iz ded. Just take my soul now would you?]

Re: Assignment

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH looks at his frying turkey, exuding a faint sense of annoyed dread*

Re: Assignment

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH finally seems to find what he is looking for: a large drum barrel about with a mouth slightly smaller than is rib-cage.

After lighting a fire in the drum, using whatever flammable bits he can find about, DEATH strips off his robe.

Laying acrosst he drum, he props his feet on a nearby workbench and places the turkey on his chest, becoming something of a makeshift grill.*

Re: Assignment

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Thank you! This was actually my first response to the problem. I'm so glad someone else did it.]

Re: Assignment

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward rubs the back of his head, glancing around. Alchemy was born in the kitchen, this couldn't be too complicated.

Hell, screw it. Blowtorch and spit!

Re: Assignment

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"The hell?" Rogue mutters. She rigs something up using a car engine, but burns the turkey beyond repair. "So much better with an oven," she says, glowering at her dead turkey.

Open Shop/Office Hours

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac puts the finishing touches on his turkey, carves it expertly with his SAK, and has the Danger Shop create a table where he puts down the carved turkey and all the required side dishes he made for Thanksgiving.

"Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Dig in and enjoy."

Re: Open Shop/Office Hours

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders manages to snag a drumstick for Cally and a couple of pieces of turkey breast for himself (omgdirty!) and hangs around munching contentedly; he's hoping Kara shows up to help him move the Pyramid equipment down to the gym like they'd planned to do. After all, the clock's ticking down to December 14 and they've got to kick their training into high gear, and fast.

Re: Open Shop/Office Hours

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara wanders into shop class to meet Anders, but spies the food. She picks up a piece of turkey and walks over to Anders. "Nice class," she says.

Re: Open Shop/Office Hours

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He grins and wipes his turkey-greasy fingers on his pants. "We don't always get food. Last week we got all messed up with smashed pumpkins. But it's pretty much always fun." Tilting his head in the direction of the constructed and ready-to-go Pyramid equipment, he asks, "Ready to start hauling? Or . . . wheeling, I guess? Cally said she'd help for a few, too."

Re: Open Shop/Office Hours

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Once everyone had eaten their fill, Sam asked, "Mac, do you mind if I pack up some of the leftovers and take them to the clinic? They've got a full house over there and would probably like a home-cooked meal."

Re: Open Shop/Office Hours

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"Sure! Go ahead. Though technically it's Garage cooked food, but they don't need to know that."