Road Kill and Road Food
Mom would fry chicken the night before a trip and we would eat it cold on the road. If we were in the right geographic region we would get an A&P Spanish Bar. If not, a homemade "hard time" cake (so called because the recipe didn't call for eggs) would do. She would usually bring a package of Fig Newtons because she was the only one who would eat the gritty sad-faced abominations.
I remember waiting in the parking lot for an A&P Store to open and the bitter disappointment when they didn't have a Spanish Bar Cake.
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