This week I had a 40-piece lemon bar order cooling on the counter while I packed for a ten-day trip to see my sister in Portugal. The bars smelled ridiculous, and I ate one broken corner standing up, then boxed the rest and set the box by the back door so it wasn’t in my eyeline.
For the trip I made 14 little snack bags — half a cup of almonds, two dried apricots, one square of dark chocolate — because I know I get weird about portions when I’m out of my kitchen. It felt a bit fussy, but also kind of calming.
The part I’m proud of is that I didn’t “test” the bars twice. What do you pack or prep when you know food will be constant?