Cordon Bleu Chicken Fingers

Or as our guest sailor today would call them, “Doigts de Poulet Cordon Bleu.”  Ace and his dad Wendell joined us today to see how fast we could cross Lake Pontchartrain, sailing to New Orleans and back.  Your Galley Pirate wasn’t quite sure what eleven year olds eat, and surveyed several scalleywags who reliably reported…