September 2012

Never Leave Home Without a Snack

by Meghann on September 30, 2012

A couple of years ago I was the emergency snack queen. No matter where we went, I always had a bar, bag of nuts, or dried fruit stashed in my purse just incase something happened between meals and that “hangry” feeling started to set in. I’m not sure when I stopped doing that, but somewhere along the way I dropped that habit and, lately, it’s been biting me in the butt.

And today was a prime example. Lesson learned – never leave the house without an emergency snack in tow.

Derek and I were meeting friends for a cookout at 2:00. I delayed eating lunch (only nibbling on a few bites of tomato and artichoke as I made a salad for the cookout) since I thought the 2:00 start time meant we were eating at 3:00 and I didn’t want to ruin my appetite. It wasn’t until I got there that I discovered we weren’t eating until after 6:30 and my tummy was already grumbling – my last full meal was a plate of waffles at 9:00.

When I’m hungry, I get very tired and very quiet. I felt bad because I pretty much stuck to myself the whole night and didn’t engage in much conversation. It’s not that I’m not an outgoing person – I was just hungry and didn’t know anyone well enough to ask for a snack. (edited to add: our hosts were AWESOME and very welcoming, I was the awkward shy one who didn’t think to eat before hand. This was my fault, not theirs.)

When they did bring out chips and queso about an hour after we arrived, I almost jumped for joy.

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I had a few, but they weren’t as satisfying as I had hoped – I needed real food or something with a little more substance to hold me over.

Eventually the chickens came out of the smoker and we had to wait an additional 30 minutes so they could cool. I told our host they would consider that torture in some countries. They smelled so good!

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And when he did eventually start carving them, I was like a dog picking at the scraps as he loaded up the serving plate with meat. I had no shame at this point. 😉

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Finally – dinner time!

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The wait was worth it (I knew it would be). Everything from the smoked chicken to the grilled asparagus, to the artichoke, tomato, and spinach salad I brought was delicious.

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Finally, my belly was happy. Just in time to leave, right? I hate how that happens.

Lesson learned: next time I’ll remember to bring an emergency snack, even if I’m going to a place I think I won’t need it.

This happened on the way home.

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It was on our way home and it didn’t take much to convince Derek to turn into the parking lot.

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Delicious.

Have you ever been caught without a snack when you needed one? Any “hangry” moments?

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