Weren’t those wonderful days of sidestepping down the line in the chow hall just grand? Watching those runny eggs just slide around the grill top! I guess today they call it “dining facility” instead of the chow hall. What’s in a name?
I hope you all had a great week and here’s to a safe weekend. Happy Easter.
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I remember the eggs at Redford Barracks had to be scrapped off with a blow torch the where that hard.
I guess the blow torch got the “runniness” out of them! 🙂