4. MOLD: I chose to pack some grapes in a baggie for our trip to New Orleans. I became somewhat desperate for fresh fruit. Translation: I swallowed a few more moldy grapes than I would care to admit. Why were the grapes moldy, you ask? Oh, I'll get to that.
|Nothing screams 'we-experienced-a-food-packing-issue' like a bag of moldy grapes. You won't believe what happened to jeopardize the freshness of our grapes. Saving that gem of a story for one of the last in this little segment on traveling with food.|
I still chuckle when I think of the park ranger who came across my enormous cutting board in his welcome center in Gettysburg. My dad and I took 10 kids to Gettysburg back in 2011. I slid my huge, handy-dandy cutting board in the car between my cooler and the passenger seat. Rather than stop for lunch, I whipped up sandwiches on my board while my dad drove. At one point, I dragged my lunch fixing stuff into the welcome center. We ate lunch in the cafeteria there where I used my board as prep space. After lunch the kids lined up to secure their junior ranger badges. Each kid posed for a photo with the park ranger. In order to take the photos, I leaned my cutting board against the counter. We drove off without it. I'm guessing that my portable lunch counter was the first of its kind to be left behind. I must've just been overly excited to witness 10 kids achieve greatness as junior rangers.
6. PEELED EGGS: Last May was a nutty time for us. Reggie knocked Coach's front teeth out when a ball he was practicing pitching with took a bad bounce. This was hours before Lad graduated from high school. It was days before we were leaving for our family road trip to Glacier National Park.
|The dentist had Coach pose for this shot before he jammed the tooth back in his mouth. Then Coach met us at Lad's graduation. Curly brought him a bag of ice to hold to his face during the ceremony.|
We were planning to camp. We also planned to drive around in the comfort of the family's 12 seater white van, the 'great white' before dawn to watch for wildlife. I figured it was easier to peel eggs in advance in lieu of having kids peel their eggs in the car. Besides, I always think peeling an egg with a splash of running water makes it easier. There would be no running water in the car on those chilly mornings.
I tossed huge gallon sized Ziploc bags stuffed with our eggs in the cooler. We ate the eggs for the first few mornings out west. Then one morning a kid complained that her egg tasted funny. Initially I suspected that my kid was just complaining because she didn't want to eat food I packed in the backseat of a car.
Turns out those handy little shells are meant to keep the eggs fresh. A hard boiled egg outside of its shell is just a hard boiled egg waiting to go bad and smell up your cooler and your car with the added bonus of possibly making your kids gag.
|I get tired just looking at this photo of our kitchen the morning we were TRYING to depart for Glacier. All that stuff had to go in our van. Our awesome plumber is in the middle of the work area as he prepared to unclog the sink.|