Bacon Cats!

A few of us dropped some goodies off at Bacon Port for you guys! Some of Lugh's finest meats (guaranteed to be pure animal meat...none of that questionable stuff from the Federation) and wines (there was also some beer in the mix!). Hope the numbers keep climbing!
 
We need more commanders bringing cat narcotics. The felines are restless and are clawing up the furniture. Not to mention the mess they have made of the curtains. The caterwauling is getting cacophonous as well.
 
We need more commanders bringing cat narcotics. The felines are restless and are clawing up the furniture. Not to mention the mess they have made of the curtains. The caterwauling is getting cacophonous as well.
If we collect just half a dozen of the Drunks of Sol and aim them all at Carnoeck, the resulting gaseous burp-emissions should be enough to get everyone catastrophically tippled.


Bit of a rogue, your dad... even by smuggler's standards! I recall one night on Zaquesso, when he... hmm, perhaps not!
I probably shouldn't have mentioned that link, should I?

I'd better publish his memoirs before Cody gets all the movie rights to the stories...
 
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I have remember a couple of recipes my cousin Bob popped up on the 'Net. Here they are (I think they are appropriate here).

Bacon and Apple Omlette

"I was visiting with some friends the other day, enjoying a very pleasant evening catching up. As I was just heading out the door to go home and cook myself supper, Henry jokingly asked me whether there was anything that he could do with some apples that he had in front of him for his own supper. In short order we had determined that there was some bacon in the fridge and in front of the bemused eyes of his mother, we had rolled up our sleeves and proceeded to cook a new omelette.

We used two to three rashers of salted rindless back bacon, two to three eggs, half a cup of milk and a quarter of a Pink Lady apple per person. The bacon was cut into lardons and the apple was finely diced. The eggs and milk were beaten together with a generous pinch of black pepper. A of butter was placed in the bottom of a very large pan and gently melted, we then added the bacon and cooked it through slowly, avoiding frying it to crunchiness, the apples were cooked with the bacon until soft and the egg mixture was added. The low heat was kept on until the eggs were nearly cooked through, the omelette was folded over with a palette knife and then cut into portions and served.

It was extremely delicious."

The Boothby Fogcutter

"My Boothby grandfather was an interesting man aside from his exotic pets he was a bit of an inventor. He came up with all kind of things, mainly aeronautic despite being a naval man.

His one invention that has directly impacted my life was the 'Boothby Fogcutter'. Described as a 'catch-up drink', he invented it so that when he arrived at parties late where everyone was several drinks merrier, he could be as merry as them within 10 minutes.

The recipe is as simple as it is fiendish:

  • Take a half pint glass.
  • Add 1-4 shots of dark naval rum depending on how much catching up you need to do.
  • Fill the rest of the glass with cider. I preferred dry but with a sweet cider it is described as tasting like an inferior Tokay.

The real problem with this drink is gauging how much to catch up. It is all too easy to overshoot. It is also worth noting that under no circumstances should this be drunk at any time other than at the start of a session of drinking as I have learnt to my cost.

I introduced the 'Boothby Fogcutter' to my college at Cambridge in my second year and I don't think that Corpus Christi ever recovered. A number of deplorable incidents ensued, usually because the drinkers did not judge the shots of rum correctly or drank it later in the evening after already getting merry.

The incident that sticks most in my memory was at one of Corpus' annual Rugby Club dinners. These were alway boozy affairs.

The routine of the evening was extremely well defined. The club members would meet up in the college bar for a few pints at six o'clock. At around half past seven we would head up to a reception room to make a start on the sherry. At 8 o'clock we would be seated to eat, accompanied by the mandatory fellow of the college who would have to sit in on any function making use of the college facilities. There were invariably three courses, each accompanied by a different wine. The main course was alway a posh variant on steak and chips. After dessert we would start in on the port and after that was finished various people would be sent to the college bar for further supplies of alcohol. At about 10:30 we would pour ourselves out and adjourn to the bar for a few more convivial drinks and, if any of us were still standing, we would see what else would happen.

The year that I introduced the 'Boothby Fogcutter' proceeded along the lines of any other I was pretty well lubricated by the time that the port was finished and when volunteered to get further supplies I decided that this was an opportune moment to introduce the rugby club to a new drink.

I staggered into the bar and somehow managed to convince the bar manager that what I really wanted was 22 'level 2' Boothby Fogcutters. I felt that 2 shots of rum each would be sufficient. Carrying a heavily laden tray I made my way back to the dinner.

Looking back, the major warning sign came when I tried to mount a flight of steps carrying the tray and lost my footing. I fell, but was in that peculiar elevated state that the very drunk have that allows them to keep their containers of alcohol intact. There was a little sloshing but I managed to keep all 22 glasses on the tray and largely full.

Arriving back at the table of drunken rugby players I dispensed my largesse. A couple of people declined and despite my suggestions to the contrary the responsible, senior fellow decided to have two. My last recollections of the evening were of the start of a round of the 'I have never' game where you stand up and drink if you have.

I woke up the following day in a terrible state. I had mixed grain and grape and had had a 'Boothby Fogcutter' halfway through a nights drinking. I had lost my glasses, I was pretty sure that I had been sick given the state of my mouth and chin and had an enormous bruise on my left shoulder.

Over the course of the next couple of days I reconstructed what I had done. I had made it back down to the bar and then gone into the JCR (Junior Combination Room - basically a common room with seating) where I had decided to join in a game of rugby using a rolled up newspaper. My fellow prop forward Tom and a guy named Ed had tackled me and I had gone shoulder first through the closed double doors of the neighbouring television room, taking one of them off their hinges. I then staggered forwards through the assembled viewers to the front of the television room and stood being sick out of the window behind the television for about 5 minutes. At the time I had not realised that there was a bicyle under the window and with uncanny accuracy I had targeted the seat.

After that night I never drank heavily again. The 'Boothby Fogcutter' continued to cause mischief around college and I'm pretty sure continues to cause havoc wherever Corpus people go.

I leave my final thoughts with the fellow of the college who became the first to be up before the Dean for discipline in several decades. I still don't know what he got up to after the second fogcutter."

These were copied from his blog. I hope that this does not break any forum rules.
 
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I hope that this does not break any forum rules.
Bacon is on topic, you're among friends here.


ALSO! NEWS FROM THE CONTINENT!
(ever since my first pair of jodhpurs I've wanted to say that)


If there are any suggestions, thoughts or opinions on group operations, either specific to our group here or in wider part applying to all minor groups and how they work, run, display, function or affect the galaxy and game as a whole, please post them here (or send me a direct PM if you'd prefer). I'll be able to bring up your thoughts and ideas to the other group leader people and all of us together can work with FDev to hopefully further develop Elite, develop our group and improve the experience for all players. All feedback and input is valuable and will be absorbed into the hive-mind.

Plus, reward bacon for every good idea is a real thing. You all want bacon, don't you?
 
I await my Bacon.

Have a pair of the official dress uniform BCATS shoes.
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You're one of us, now...
 
You do realize that it's way too quiet in here. I know when I can't hear or see my cats - they were always into something.

Does anybody know the breakdown for the tiers? When I started the narcotics one, I did 2 trips [I think 198 tons] and that put me in the top 30!? I'm concentrating on the bacon one right now, but I'm stuck at this level for a while.
 
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