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While enjoying my two days off work, I had this recipe run through my head, its really simple, but im having trouble thinking of a name.

Its a Fettucini Alfredo pasta, but im thinking of adding a Basil paste to it, with some fresh Maple-Cured Bacon bits.

Im not sure what to call it... >_<

Maybe.....  Basilico e pancetta Alfredo, which roughly translates into Basil and Bacon Alfredo.

Any advice?

Wow, the last 2 days have been emotional ups and downs.

Our A.M.  Sous Chef left to work at another lodge, and left us with our Swing Shift Sous Chef to take over A.M. duties. Chef Non and I had never really got along since he arrived here, and yesterday I was ready to take another job here at Yellowstone as an Office Assistant, to get away from him. It had always bothered me how he seemed to harp on me, while i was working my best and making excellent dishes. He still seemed to not be satisfied. I was angry at him after yesterday, and even into this morning as I came to work.

Here is how it went down. I showed up this morning at 5am like I always do, and managed to get all of breakfast and lunch prepped and ready to go by 9:30am. This left me 5 hours to keep myself busy. Which I managed to, by making our soup of the day, which was awesome, and simple; Cheddar and Broccoli soup, with my own little touch, some Chablis. Anyway, Chef Non came around the corner as he always done and asked me to come out and talk to him in the Dining Room. We got there and he explained to me, that the reason that he has been so hard on my recently is because he has seen the quality of work that I do, and my passion for it, and that he holds me and a few others in our kitchen to much higher standards. I then suggested to him that maybe some constructive criticism would be helpful other that his current tactics of leading by sheer intimidation, which was lowering work moral. I also suggested that he compliment us when we were doing a good job. All in all our conversation went well. After telling me that he valued me as a fellow chef, he went on to say the same things to the other 2 people in our kitchen that he felt that way about.

It was very uplifting to hear something like that from a Sous Chef, especially one who had a reputation to being hard on everyone.

I think the best part of the day was at the end. You see we are starting Specials at Lunch and Dinner now, and everyone was stumped as to what to do the next day. I mentioned a great recipe for and Oriental Pasta Salad that I had learned to make while back home. Chef Non seemed intrigued and wanted me to make it. After it was done I brought it to him to try and after taking a bite, with a blank expression on his face (which is normal :P) he cracked a smile, and took it to the other Sous Chef (Chef Payton) and had him try it. The both loved it, and so it will be on the menu for tomorrow, for people to eat. Which is HUGE to me, though im not sure anyone else quite understands. :)

I am thankful to God that he softened Chef Non's heart and made him a more amiable guy to hang around. Its a much more pleasant work atmosphere after today. Im excited to get there tomorrow morning and prepare that special for the day.

Well thats pretty much it for today. Other than if anyone is interested in the recipe for Oriental Pasta Salad, ill post it here.

Oriental Pasta Salad

6oz. Yakisobe Noodles

1/2 cup Stir-Fry Vegetables

1/4cup (Or to taste) Sesame Oil

1 Grilled Chicken Breast

Saute the Yakisobe Noodles and Stir-Fry Veggies with Sesame oil, until the vegetables are crisp (you might try steaming the veggies if you are impatient). Slice the chicken into pieces and arrange it along the top of the noodles once on the plate. Sprinkle the top with sliced almonds, and garnish the side with candied ginger.

Yields one serving, but ofcourse you can definately make more if you like it :P

Love you all. Talk to you later, and ofcourse you're all in my prayers.

So, right now im sitting here in the quietness of Larkspur Dorms, which is just next to Bitteroot, where i sleep, starting another blog.

About what Im not entirely sure. I suppose I could start by letting everyone know how ive been.

The first week or so here was hard. Most all of you know what I was sent here to do. And I found myself at first wanting to fit in, instead of spreading the love of Christ. I dont think I really found the inspiration to start speaking out really until i got a message from a girl back there in Oregon, that I only know as Meims(sp?). It was very uplifting, to recieve her message. I have ideas now nearly everyday for messages that I want to give to people. And have set up a Bible Study-Fellowship time every Monday, @ 6pm, in which you all are invited, in spirit anyway. :) 

In anycase, I want mail, peoples! I miss you guys, and wanna know whats up.

My mailing address is

Andrew Beam

General Delivery- Old Faithful

Yellowstone National Park 82190

Well thats it for now, I miss you all, and love you all especially. Keep me in your hearts and prayers.

:)

While reading Wild at Heart I came across where he talks about asking God that. I dont quite remember the context (mostly because I was just woken up after only about 2hrs sleep) but it was something to the effect of "What do you think of me?" John Eldredge makes it rather clear, that every man should ask God just that. After reading it, I was scared. I did NOT want to know what my Father, thought of me. I feared it.

So i went to work last night, and on my walk there (since work is around the corner) I pray, pretty much a regular thing everytime im outside. I'm not sure why, but i just feel this connection to him, when im outside in nature. Its the moments when im walking and with little more than a whisper i talk to Him. Its nice to just to talk. And so i do. Anyway, last night on my way to work i admitted to Him that I was afraid to know, so i refused to ask the question, I thanked him, like always for the walks and getting to talk to him. While at work.... It was tough. Not the work i mean, but i was under attack the whole night. I kept fighting it and fighting it. I thought to myself, "Why is Satan trying so hard?" I had a Relient K cd at work, and brought my(Scott's) book. So, whenever I felt uneasy I would read when I had the time. I didnt have much, but it helped. I got off work without dying, heh.

It was still dark as I left, and i was pretty tired. I wasnt really thinking about much until i was just about to turn the corner towards home. And i remembered that question. I was still afraid... but maybe it was the fact that i was tired from working or that it was 6 in the morning, that it didnt seem so bad. I crossed the front of the house on the corner and I asked "God.....Father.....Dad....What do you think of me" and I waited. For a moment i didnt hear anything, and thought i was not going to get an answer. So i said "Its okay if you dont answer me righ-" in mid-sentence he cut me off. "You are my Son...and I love you." I stopped in mid-stride. I couldnt breathe, and tears filled my eyes. All i wanted to do was fall on my face right there in someone elses yard. I stood there for a moment, to regain my composure. I thought to myself, "How did he know what I wanted to hear." I didnt even know that that was what i wanted to hear. Something so simple... that will stay in my heart forever. I felt strong. I felt alive.

And now, i feel tired. Really tired. 2 hours of sleep, is not good for you. I need more. I just wanted to share what happened to me. I love you all. I really do. I hope you all have a good day, and I cant wait to see people tonight at Scott's.

Goodnight, errr morning. :)

So last night a bunch of us go to Scott's to hang out. There were quite a few people there, Scott, Cara, Joel, Alicia, Jodi, Tim, Alex, Kat, Melissa (I think at some point, I was in Alex's room and thought i heard her), Vanessa, Tom, and Me. I dont think i missed anyone :P

I played some Street Fighter, and it was good. Man am I rusty though, its been a long time since ive played, and im trying to get used to the strats again. Though in my defense the Alpha series has always been a bit up there in challenge. The Computer Opponents, always seem to know what is coming. Especially in regards to near the end when fighting Akuma.... Stupid Akuma...Stupid... And then afterwards we played munchkin, in which Alex won, i think. Yeah he did. I always know thats coming, it usually ends up someone throwing EVERYTHING they have at the level 9 person and making sure he/she doesnt win, and on the next turn or so, another level 9 wins with no one to stop them, because they wasted all the cards they had, previous to that. And then we played some other game that I dont remember what its called now, so ill just call it the Brain Game. Cuz there was a big purple brain, and you had to answer a bunch of weird questions, act out stuff, draw(sometimes with your eyes closed), and Oak trees..... yeah.... friggin oak trees. lol :P  Anyway, That was awesome. All in all i had a really good time.

I found myself fighting with my inner self again last night. I dont have a name for it like Scott does. But I know its the old me, still there if im not careful to keep it in check. And ive been trying so hard. I cannot put into words, the devotion ive been keeping to keeping(redundant?) myself pure, and focused on what God has for me to do. I know what he wants of me. The hardest thing that he could have possibly asked of me to do. I have to be single. Me. And I have to stay pure, through it all. Its not been impossible. I know i can do it now. Unlike in the past when he wanted something from me, and I cowered at it, because i thought the task to difficult, i would run away and retreat into my sin. Because it was easy. My sin would never do me wrong i thought. With it I could always make things better, by covering it up or clouding my mind to forget it.

It is nice to look back now, and see where I used to be, where I am, and where I am going. I see myself, as on a Hill, much like Tim said, but a but different to me. I stand on a grassy hill with Beautiful green grass, wildflowers all around me. Above and in front of me in the sky, I see the clear and wonderful sky clouds dotting the scenery with a sense of peace, and purpose. Behind me I look back to see desolate wasteland. Everything behind me reeks of death. The sky behind me black as night, everything with a sense hopelessness. And i move foreward, walking into the unknown, but unshaken by what the future holds, because i know that walking where im walking all that can come from this is good. 

Thanks for listening, or reading for that matter. :)

God Bless you all.

Mood Rings-Relient K

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we all know the girls that i am talking about
well they are time bombs and they are ticking
and the only question's when they'll blow up
and they'll blow up; we know that without a doubt
cause they're those girls, yeah you know those girls that let their emotions get the
best of them

and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off
cause we'll know just what they're thinking
cause what they're thinking...

she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way
her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day
she said to me that she's so happy it's depressing
and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"

if it's drama you want then look no further
they're like the real world meets boy meets world meets days of our lives
and it just kills me how they get away with murder
they'll anger you then bat their eyes; those pretty eyes that watch you sympathize

and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off
cause we'll know just what they're thinking
cause what they're thinking...

she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way
her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day
she said to me that she's so stressed out that it's soothing
and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"

cause when it's black (it) means watch your back because you're probably
the last person in the world right now she wants to see
and when it's blue it means that you should call her up immediately
and ask her out because she'll most likely agree
and when it's green it simply means that she is really stressed
and when it's clear it means she's completely emotionless (and that's all right i
must confess)

we all know the girls that i am talking about
she liked you wednesday but now it's friday and she has to wash her hair
and it just figures that we'll never figure them out
first she's jekyll and then she's hyde....at least she makes a lovely pair

mood ring oh mood ring
oh tell me will you bring
the key to unlock this mystery
of girls and their emotions
play it back in slow motion
so i may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind

[speaking:]
heh...that's terrible

I So Hate Consequences-Relient K

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And Im good, good, good to go
I got to get away
Get away from all of my mistakes

So here I sit looking at the traffic lights
The red extinguishes the hope that the green ignites
I want to run away I want to ditch my life
Cause all of my mistakes keep me awake at night

And after all of my alibis desert me
I just want to get by
I dont want nothing to hurt me
I had no idea where my head was at
But if my heart says Im sorry can we leave it at that
Because I just want for all of this to end

And I so hate consequences
And running from you is what my best defense is
Consequences
Oh God, dont make me face up to this
And I so hate consequences
And running from you is what my best defense is
Cause I know that I let you down
And I dont want to deal with that

It just now hit me this is more than just a set back
And when you spelled it out, well, I guess I didnt get that
And every trace of momentum is gone
And this isnt turning out the way I want

And after all of my alibis desert me
I just want to get by
I dont want nothing to hurt me
I had no idea where my head was at
But if my heart says Im sorry can we leave it at that
Because I just want for all of this to end

And I spent all last night
Tearing down
Every stoplight
And stop sign in this town
Now I think there might
Be no way to stop me now
I'll get away despite
The fact Im so weighed down

All of my escapes have been exhausted
I thought I had a way but then I lost it
And my resistance was once much stronger
And I know I can't go on like this much longer

When I got tired of running from you
I stopped right there to catch my breath
There your words they caught my ears
You said, I miss you son. Come home
And my sins, they watched me leave
And in my heart I so believed
The love you felt for me was mine
The love Id wished for all this time
And when the doors were closed
I heard no I told sos
I said the words I knew you knew
Oh God, Oh God I needed you
God all this time I needed you, I needed you

So i go to Wal-Mart to get some Alcohol and stuff for enchiladas(which im not even hungry enough to eat) and while I was there I ran into this girl I dated once in highschool. Here's how it went down....

(Me walking down the isle, when all of a sudden off to the side of me I hear a girl say)

Girl: Hi, Andy.

(I stop and look at her a bit confused)

Me: Hi...... Ummm do I know you?

Girl: Yeah we went to highschool together, we were in that musical, "Anything Goes".

Me: Really?! Wow... what is your name?

Girl: Michelle.

( By this time, i STILL had no idea who she was.)

Me: What is your last name?

(Still looking at her trying to remember who she was)

Michelle: Baumgardner...

(Suddenly it sinks in and I realize who im talking to)

Me: Oh my God! I used to date you!

(Then the thick clouf of embarrasment sunk in)

After that exchange in words, I tell her what I've been up to, and that i recently moved back into town. She tells me that after her and I broke up she started dating this guy that she is engaged to, and will be marrying in August. Oh and he was there too, so i went and met him. After all that she gave me her number and wanted me to call her sometime.  ........it was really weird, I gotta tell you.

I also fought with the car alot tonight, and made MULTIPLE trips to the store, which i didnt really mind, because after WEEKS of it getting the best of me, i finally figured out how to keep that piece of trash from dying. So, now after conquering the car, I can drive it without worry, until I get another one of my own. (again)

Then I got back here, and got online to post a blog, and saw my old friend Leslie online (btw I was so used to calling her Tara, that after i found out her real name, is was weird to say it.Not so much anymore though. But, ANYWAYS, I talk to her and tell her I have a cell phone. And she wanted to call me so she did. And we talked for a bit, to catch up. She lives in Minnesota btw, incase anyone is curious. And that was cool.

Oh i got some new clothes too, from Pac Sun. I think thats where I got them from. Anyways, I got another DCShoeCO shirt, that is brown. I look friggin hot in it, haha.... and ANOTHER shirt that is green and says "You looked better on Myspace"

So thats all pretty much, it weird and really cool to talk to Les again, it interesting because she remembers how I was back then a year ago or so, and im SO much different than I was then, and she expected me to be the sweet, quiet, passive, and innocent guy that I was. Oh, how I have changed..... Haha...

Okay im rambling on again. Someone kick me off of here...