It was inevitable. Smack in the middle of not one, but two books about food (good vs. evil, french fries vs. carrots), I'm stuck in a car with nothing but a Bob Evans and a Cracker Barrel in spitting distance. I've always felt, though, that one is absolved of eating catastrophes on roadtrips -- if ever it's okay to eat a couple of McNuggets, it's in a rest stop on I-95. I'll be honest, I usually start out a road trip with a bag full of virtue: apples, string cheese, seltzer, the Economist. But at the first sign of a service area, my mouth waters, and before I know it, I'm picking sunflower seeds out of the seat , slurping a Red Bull, and reading People. Full disclosure: on the way to Pittsburgh this weekend, I had the pleasure of a diet that included:

3 Peanut Butter Buckeyes
1 Bag Jelly Belly jellybeans
1 order Chicken and Dumplings
2 tumblers of Raspberry Lemonade
1 Biscuit with Butter
1 InStyle Magazine

Feel free to share what you're eating in the car on your summer vacation... and consider yourself absolved. If the trip's more then 100 miles, it doesn't count!

10:24 - June 25, 2007