Thanksgiving with Four Part Harmony and Feeling

“Before we get covered in mildew, I suggest we go get pancakes. All in favor?”

Kayte and I raised our hands quickly.

“Settled!” Rayne announced, and we bounded away from the tofu factory for fresh pancakes.

Thanksgiving started out golden, with vegan pancakes stuffed with chocolate and banana. After breakfast, we returned to the tofu hut, suited up, and attacked the strange molds that feast on soy.

While I’m happy that Twin Oaks has a tofu factory, working there is not my favorite task. When tofu is being processed, the factory is loud and muggy, with a hint of okara in the air. On my first tofu shift, I had a low level panic attack for 2 hours. Being around large garbage buckets of very, very hot water makes me very uncomfortable. Having to reach into the buckets is similarly troubling, even though the green elbow-length gloves we wear are incredibly sturdy.