Meatballs!!!

Ahoy thar!

As any fierce and fearsome pirate knows, Shortbeard loves ham night.  So when Pirate Daddy heard the grumble from me empty belly, he said, "Shortbeard, time we head out to round up some food!"

"A feast!" I cried.  "Ye be speaking me language!  Now, whar be the ham???"

Aye!!! But when Pirate Daddy set me down there were no ham in sight...

"Pirate Daddy?" I asked.  "What manner of food be this?  Where be the ham???"  "What games be ye playing with me heart AND me belly?"  Pirate Daddy only shook his head.  "This be meat!" he yelled and set me down before the biggest meatball what mine eyes ever beheld.  And potatoes too!

Aye!  It weren't ham, but it were mighty big---big as the great whale what once we hunted in the southern sea!  So I ate me fill.  Ate 'til me belly couldn't take any more.

And finished her off with a slice of bread so big I could fit me body between the slices!

"Eat up and rest up Pirate Shortbeard" Pirate Daddy told me.  "For tomorrow our great adventure begins!"