Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner
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Zeke hadn’t eaten all day and he was famished. He was so hungry that he was starting to get weak. He could actually feel his blood sugars getting lower. And his stomach was growling and rumbling in protest.

So it was that, after his shift in the Sickbay ended at 20:00 hours, he entered the lounge. He found a nice, empty table to sit at. He waited for a server as he pondered over what to order for a late dinner.

CMO

When the waitress approached, Zeke made his order. “Prime rib. Medium rare. With a mushroom gravy. And mashed potatoes drowning in butter. And iced root beer.”
“Also with lots of bread. And a plate of maple brown sugar bacon.”
“And a chocolate milkshake.”

CMO

Zeke was halfway thru his dinner. The prime rib was excellent. With just enough salt, pepper, and other seasonings. The rich gravy was a mi e touch.

CMO

Zeke finally finished off his dinner. He didn’t eat out much these days. His time was mainly speant in the Sickbay, or his special holodeck research program, or his quarters.

CMO

Seemingly out of nowhere, a different waiter appeared to collect the plates off of Zeke’s table.

“Can I get you anything else?” he asked.

– A Nameless Waiter

“Yes,” Zeke said. “Whiskey. On the rocks. Make it a double. And none of that synthehol garbage.”

CMO