So now that my downstairs bathroom siphoning idea was shot down (with good reason) we were back to where we started. We had (some) cabinets and all of our appliances. We were missing counter tops, a sink, running water, a hood over the stove, and most of our kitchen utensils were still packed away like a Hoarders episode in what would one day be the study.
I came up with a plan: we were going to prepare a meal that required little to no washing with minimal prep work. Pete tossed in the brilliant idea that everything could go into the dishwasher afterward so we didn't have to wash pots in the bath tub (or leave anything exposed -- we were still scared of bugs, even though we hadn't see any Teddy Roosevelts in awhile). Although a little rusty after not planning and cooking a meal in over two months, Team Scalia-Murphy was still able to pull through for a win. We were pretty pumped.