No Cooking Just Tripping

After pigging out on Bob's homemade German chocolate birthday cake, I realized that in a few weeks I will be off kp duty for six weeks! This is not the first time I have been released from the dilemma of what to riddle up in the kitchen. In 2003 I flew the Bonanza to Florida, then drove 5,000 miles during the next five weeks throughout the southeast. We fulfilled one of our main objectives: eat a catfish dinner in every county we cruised through. Along with the catfish we couldn't get enough of the creamy grits and crispy hushpuppies. Our waistlines were proof we didn't miss meals and we didn't regret the time missed fixing our own meals.

In 2004 we spent five months in Alaska working in Denali Park. We were blessed with a one room cabin without cooking facilities. We dined in a cafeteria with very strict eating times. So, raiding the refrigerator during the midnight hours was not part of our routine. The chef's efforts received no complaints from us - in Bob's words, "ummmm, that's mooseturd pie - but it SURE IS GOOD!" It's all good when you don't have to be the cook, just sit and eat.

Again, we are eager to taste the specialities of the cities we'll be visiting. A part of our adventure will be seeking the best slice of Chicago pizza, the true Milwaukee bratwurst washed down with a brewsky, and maybe find some rhubarb in St. Paul. We will begin with good intentions having learned from past experience that we eat too much. But, we all know, need and want are two different life choices. Bob has planned down to the last detail, including notes on our itinerary to purchase veggie snack trays to satisfy our gluttoneous tendencies.

No matter, I'll relish the reprieve away from the kitchen and enjoy every bite.