Liver Cheese

The galley is sandwiched between the officer’s and crew’s messes. For each of the three daily meals the cook prepares different dishes for the Northern European officers and the Filipino crew. The food preparation areas are spotless and meals are served on attractive NSB china. I have not tried the dishes made up for the crew but the officer’s meals are hearty and bland. This is to be expected given that the ship couldn’t possibly be re-provisioned with fresh food at each port of call. The galley crew therefore makes do with frozen or canned products, although there are often fresh treats like Kiwi or watermelon.

The plentiful coffee is much better than I expected.

At breakfast one morning the Captain overhears me decline the Steward’s offer of “liver cheese,” and orders me to eat it.  I refuse and am humorously warned against insubordination. It turns out that liver cheese contains neither liver nor cheese, but is instead some kind of pork cutlet. Why then do ze Germans insist on the hideous name?

About Saint Expedite

Retired early, then took a trip across the Pacific from Seattle by container ship. From China I stopped in Vietnam, Thailand, Malaysia, Turkey, Greece, Italy, France, Holland, Denmark, England and Ireland before heading home to Puget Sound. This blog is an account of my travels. Write to me at
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