The good news is that Matt and I are going on a week-long vacation to Kiawah, South Carolina and I will have lots of time for the recipes I've been earmarking. The bad news is that as we packed for our flight, I still had nothing planned for today.
Having explained all of my aforementioned post stress to a couple of people, my pal Lauren's comment got me thinking. She said something to the effect of: "Why don't you make your own airplane food?" Well, Lauren: Thank you! I did. Sort of. We made our own last minute snack box. We flew United, and they had a few options when it came to their snack boxes. Matt chose the "classic."
United's version:
And here's ours:
Our snack box came with some dry roasted pumpkin seeds, a bag of hard pretzels, Emergen-C, water, and the new Saveur! How lovely. The king size Snickers, which the good people at Snickers are kind enough to break up into two manageable mini-bars, is one of Matt's weird flight traditions. And that green prescription bottle? Also one of Matt's flight traditions.Of course, this probably begs the question: does throwing snack items into a bag and calling it a snack box count for an attempt? Probably not. Do I feel better having kept my Sunday tradition? You bet.
We're officially on vacation! Cheers!
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