It's official I think the Army is making me crazy. I know this because on a recent rotation to the field post I work at here on my deployment I became suspicious of cooks of all people. I'll explain since the rotations to the field started we've been lucky to get at least one good meal for dinner a rotation. Well this recent rotation we had a couple of good meals on the dinner schedule. I began to wonder if the food was poisoned of if the shit was going to hit the fan. Another possibility was some high ranking official was expected to visit. Several other on the team agreed with this sentiment until we where notified that it was our turn for more than one night of good food. The Army and the Desert can do strange things to the mind. Certainly makes for and interesting story for my nephews.
Well, here's to (hopefully) more good meals for reasons other than poison or entertaining the big wigs!