Candy Rant

"I killed a rat with a stick once."

Monday, August 18, 2008

Dashboard Picnic

When we got to the lake last Monday, and it was still raining, we improvised and had our picnic in the truck. Scott put together a ridiculously good cooler of stuff. There was a sandwich the size of a manhole cover on focaccia bread, with four cheeses (fontina, parmesan, jalepeno meunster, romano) and grilled veggies, hummus, flaxseed crackers, apple-smoked provolone (we do like our cheeses) and a tray of cherries, blueberries, blackberries and strawberries.

By the time we were done with the feast, and ready to blow chunks into the forest if we ate even one more crumb of bread, the rain had stopped and that's when we got out and met our posse of chipmunks. In retrospect, it was probably a good thing we spread our bounty onto the dashboard instead of a picnic table. There would have been no saving ourselves AND our food when the munks crossed over from "cute scene" to "Hitchcock scene." Everybody's cute until they start to murder you.


  • At 9:04 PM, Blogger prairie biker said…

    gotta be super super careful when those mini-bears start gettin' all stabbity

  • At 1:38 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    And they was right on the durn edge, PB.

  • At 9:25 AM, Blogger mgm said…

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  • At 9:25 AM, Blogger mgm said…

    mmmm . . . those berries look so yummy and those sandwiches sound delish! There is no such thing as too much cheese.

    Okay . . . maybe there is. But that doesn't stop me.

    Or maybe it does. Get it? "Stops" me.

    Yeah. Lame. I know.

    And I can't tell you how many people take back the "You're cute" once I've tried to murder 'em.

  • At 7:14 PM, Blogger Jenni said…

    You are wise.

  • At 9:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    That looked like fun. How did the truck smell?

  • At 10:08 PM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    MGM, I still thought you was cute when you tried to keel me.

    Jenni, no one has EVER used that word to describe me. :)

  • At 10:11 PM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    The truck smelled DEEE-LISH! That foccacia, or however you spell it, had all that herb-y stuff on top, and the scents of the four cheeses in the air mingled like drunken sorority girls, only without the puking and the globs of mascara.

  • At 11:51 PM, Blogger Steve B said…

    We are in the midst of the great American Road Trip. We are becoming quite the experts at mobile chow and tailgate picnics.

    So far we haven't run afoul of any feral fuzzballs, but the trip's not over yet.

  • At 12:50 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    I'm jealous, Steve. I really want to do that someday. Scott and I got pretty good at the dashboard dinner table when we made the 3 day drive to move me out here. We didn't go into restaurants because we didn't want to leave Hankie alone in the car. It was big fun, actually. Especially eating Cracker Barrel chicken 'n' dumplings and feeding bits of it to Hankie on the floorboard in his "nest."


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