Arrgh! Cousin P and her Visiting Angels assistant, S, were totally peeved on Christmas day when dinner arrived and it was a boxed lunch with-a sandwich and chips. No turkey and stuffing, or ham, or mashed potatoes???? Can anyone spell S-C-R-O-O-G-E ? I went into the kitchen this afternoon and spoke with-the chef. (He's a fast-food flipper, actually.) He said that the Resident Council, which consists of residents, along with-himself and the Activities Director, voted for the box dinner since the staff would be off that day. Actually, he said it was the residents, and then I said, "Isn't there anyone helping them make those decisions?" He responded that the Activities Director and he were there. Sure, let the residents decide something totally stupid and cheap and then say, "What a GREAT idea! Next Christmas, we'll have Gummy Bears and boxed flakes of mashed potatoes and the residents can add their own water from their bathroom sinks!" He said they need more residents to volunteer to be on the committee. And that the menu was published in advance. This place makes me nuts. Thanks for listening.