It was a totally Cali, totes gorge day here on the left coast and even a flamingly liberal democrat like me could not help but be in awe of the fearsome power of the United States Military.
The Midway was retired in 1992 and while out on a cruise was home to a crew of 4,500.
While the boys were thrilled by scenes like this--a flight of giant military helicopters headed out from North Island...
And learned the logistics of landing a fighter jet on the deck of a moving ship from this docent, Don, a retired, self-proclaimed "tin can sailor",
I could not get enough of the galley. The cooks on board had to serve 12,000 meals a day, and the equipment would be the envy of any mother of a large family, especially me.
I'd never run out of frosting half way through a cake with this gem in the corner of my kitch:
And with this set up my children would never again hear me say "I am not a short order cook". Because I would be. I totally would be.
Oh, and just think of the soups and stews I could whip up in one of these babies.
And with the ability of these steam jacketed pots to maintain a constant temperature of 140 degrees, no more fears of food poisonings! Of course I'd need some new recruits for KP duty...