Road Eating.

Ok,

I would like to point out the importance of eating on the road. So far, we have been very lucky with all of the people we've stayed with and the meals that we have gotten (friends, families (mostly), venues that comp your food and very generous strangers). But sometimes you don't get so lucky....

Like last night at the Acadia Cafe in Minneapolis, MN we had the pleasure of playing with a girl named Sarah Winters but we had the unfortunate circumstance that we had to pay for our food. Now, we didn't get paid for the gig and we were told that we could have our food comped for us since we were a touring band but apparently this didn't get passed down through the line of booking to actual workers. I mean, its not that bad... but when you have a menu item like "Bottomless Rice and Beans" you can run into a bit of trouble. Especially, when you're on the road and your not too sure when the next time you'll be having a meal... so you tend to stuff yourself will reckless abandon and feel terrible for about 20 minutes after wards... here's the aftermath.

Sarah Winters and her lovely band playing a wonderful set!

Katy and myself suffering from the "rice and bean gut" (a common symptom after purchasing the "Bottomless Rice and Beans") which has less to do with your actual stomach and more about the faces made once stuff full.

20 minutes later... trooping it through the set(s).

The other part of eating on the road is literally... eating on the road. This mostly consists of the passenger making the meal while the driver sits back and enjoys the sufferings of the other as they climb into the back of the station wagon while barreling down the highway at 80 mph and possibly getting a little motion sickness while you're at it (it happens for both people... that is, if you take turns driving [which Katy and I do]).

Today's lunchtime snack consisted of crackers, peanut butter and pumpkin butter... now, I had my doubts about the combination when Katy mentioned it but it turned out to be quite delicious. The only problem was assembling such a concoction. For Christmas this year my friend Jeremy gave me a handy little tool called the "Hobo-Tool", which is pretty much a Swiss Army Knife that you can take apart and has a spoon and fork on it... this has come in handy for these mid-day "gourmet" snacks that we prepare on our "kitchen counter" (which, surprisingly enough, isn't the dashboard... it's your lap). But even with these ideal conditions you tend to make a mess.


Top Picture: the work surface (notice crotch as cap holder)




Bottom Picture: the "Hobo-tool" (spoon side w/corkscrew and scissors [I was using the knife side but Katy thought it was too dangerous because its a pretty sharp blade and mid-western highways are very unpredictable in their potholes]) and Nebraska.



As you can see, it is a process. One that takes years to perfect.

Now we're here in Lincoln, NE... home of the Kum and Go. No, really, there is such a thing.

Seriously? Nobody thought about this before they started building a chain of gas stations?

Until next time... be safe.

Cheers,
Luke