Still Waveland
Nov. 8th, 2005 09:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
learnedaxIt occurs to me that I should describe the New Waveland Cafe, though you can find more detailed description in ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
new_man's journal than I will give. It's essentially a medium-sized tent city that feeds residents and workers in the community. We serve about 1000 meals a day, and a few weeks ago they were apparently at more than triple that number. It's basically like making a large SCA feast three times a day.
Under the theory that we know how to cook feasts,new_man and I volunteered to handle dinner this evening. It went pretty well, and I think we managed to keep the amount of food thrown away afterwards to regrettable rather than embarrassing proportions. Certainly having volunteers who deal with meals this size several times a day meant a much more autonomous kitchen staff than at many feasts. We, or I at least, have come to better terms with the (lack of) infrastructure here and how to work smoothly within it.
The other new thing we did was some reconstruction work. The three of us drove around the hardest hit area of the city looking for people who needed help working on their houses. We found a nice older woman who mainly needed a tree removed from her roof, so we spent a couple of hours doing that.pax_industria got to put his climbing gear to good use in swinging around and sawing on branches. I got a couple of pictures demonstrating his monkeyness.
I feel like we've done good today, and yet... I dunno, I'm kind of morose. Maybe it's the situation here, although everything's been pretty upbeat today; maybe it's just my naturally bleak nature. I don't know that I feel much joy from what I'm doing here. I do think that it doesn't ultimately matter... it'd be great if I felt better about myself for doing this, but that's not why I'm here.
More later.
new_man's journal than I will give. It's essentially a medium-sized tent city that feeds residents and workers in the community. We serve about 1000 meals a day, and a few weeks ago they were apparently at more than triple that number. It's basically like making a large SCA feast three times a day.Under the theory that we know how to cook feasts,
new_man and I volunteered to handle dinner this evening. It went pretty well, and I think we managed to keep the amount of food thrown away afterwards to regrettable rather than embarrassing proportions. Certainly having volunteers who deal with meals this size several times a day meant a much more autonomous kitchen staff than at many feasts. We, or I at least, have come to better terms with the (lack of) infrastructure here and how to work smoothly within it.The other new thing we did was some reconstruction work. The three of us drove around the hardest hit area of the city looking for people who needed help working on their houses. We found a nice older woman who mainly needed a tree removed from her roof, so we spent a couple of hours doing that.
pax_industria got to put his climbing gear to good use in swinging around and sawing on branches. I got a couple of pictures demonstrating his monkeyness.I feel like we've done good today, and yet... I dunno, I'm kind of morose. Maybe it's the situation here, although everything's been pretty upbeat today; maybe it's just my naturally bleak nature. I don't know that I feel much joy from what I'm doing here. I do think that it doesn't ultimately matter... it'd be great if I felt better about myself for doing this, but that's not why I'm here.
More later.
