<strong>Name: </strong>Jack Harth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jack's Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Red t-shirt, blue denim jeans.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Michael, Elena<br/><br/><strong>"The only questions I have, you can't answer." </strong>This wasn't meant to be an insult or rude; it was just the truth of the matter. The only questions Jack could think to ask, where the ones that Michael had already said he didn't have an answer to, or wouldn't be able to answer.<br/><br/>He finishes preparing the meat that he's going to dehydrate, and sticks the tray of it into the oven. He sets it at a modestly low temperature,  since the point was to dry out the meat; and that could only be done at low temperatures, without the risk of burning it.<br/><br/>The next thing he did, was go to the fridge and take out a large, stainless steel bowl, that had some sort of dough in it, and a tight, saran wrap covering.  When he opened it up, one could see a bit of beer-looking liquid had formed on top of the dough; hooch. That was home made sourdough bread he had here. He poured the hooch off, and left it alone for now. His cutting board gets thoroughly cleaned and washed, then dried and set aside.<br/><br/>He opens up a relatively large counter-top device of some sort, that Elena, at least, could identify as a bread maker.   She'd of course know of his ability to make some pretty fine bread in it, which is what he's about to do. He takes out the bread pan from within, careful not to dislodge the mixing blade, and measures out some of the dough, before placing it on the pan. Then, it goes back into the machine. He cleans his hands, and pushes a few buttons on the machine, and it comes to life with a steady whirring sound. Not too loud, but easily audible.<br/><br/>Next up, he was back in the fridge, taking out fresh produce; spinach, cabbage, carrot, celery, onion, mini red potatoes, and red, yellow, and green bell peppers.  Added to this is containers of fresh parsley, basil, oregano, and thyme.<br/><br/>He gets down two bowls, and sets them next to his cutting board. He gets out a  large stock pot,  (http://www.amazon.com/Granite-Ware-6209-4-4-Quart-Stockpot/dp/B001MIYV0Y) and fills it about three quarters of the way up with water.<strong>"Elena, would you mind scrubbing the dirt off the potatoes for me while I start chopping?"</strong>Though their were plenty of times he's done all the work for her while she's watched, he could certainly use a hand here, simply because of how much food he's working with; and time was an issue, since he wanted to ensure that those who returned from the trip had a nice, hot, nourishing meal when they got back.