The Dummy at the King's Assesment Feast

I'm getting the hang of this S.C.A. business. Having felt rather useless with no skills  these past months--no sword fighting, no archery--and struggling to fashion some garb so I am presentable at events, I finally found my niche.

I am a bona fide kitchen wench, scullery maid...call me what you please...I'll answer to it.

The "kitchen" has never scared me. I'm a good baker, a better stew maker, and a great quiche faker (I buy mine). So, it seemed natural that I could lend the only talent I had helping out in the kitchen under the direction of two excellent and practiced chefs for our barony's King's Assessment.

I made bread bowls, peeled and sliced turnips, peeled and grated carrots, mixed the ingredients for mini-cheesecake cups, and washed dishes, and washed dishes, and did I say, washed dishes? How boring you archers, and swords-people must think. But there is one thing I can guarantee...I do believe I got as much exercise in the kitchen that day, as any of you on the competition fields.

Does anyone have a recipe for relieving dishpan hands?