All that to say, I'm about to cite a Rick Ross song and I don't want people to think I endorse slipping Molly in peoples' champagne to take sexual advantage of them while they're blacked out.
All that to say whenever I take my breffis or lunch with me in my bento box, every time I drive past a drive-thru (and there are MANY MANY MANY of those in Lexington), I feel like, well...I feel like singing the hook to this Rick Ross song.
Storage containers are, as we speak, saving lives. For every re-used tub, baggie, glass jar, bento box I use to store my homemade nom noms, that's a drive-thru purchase or Snickers bar I avoid along with subsequent heart burn, acid reflux, and addiction to whatever crack they put in pretty much everything. Speaking of bento boxes...I'M OBSESSED. I have egg molds at home. They're shaped like a little cute bear and a little cute bunny. And carrot shape cutters! They're shaped like flowers! AHHHHH! I got into my bento box craze because first of all, I adore all things Hayao Miyazaki. But then this site came into my life and I love the book, so I got us a coupla inexpensive cute bento boxes on Amazon and use it for what I call "happy time lunch" throughout the week.
I can't say enough about prep. Having clean storage containers, jars, reusable elements that tote my tea, coffee, snacks, salads, dressings, etc. around makes things super easy to lock and load in the morning. I basically accomplish this BEFORE coffee. I throw some spinach in a container, some broccoli slaw, a tub of salad dressing, gas up my soda stream bottle and hit the road. When I do my green thickies, I re-use glass tea jars from my favorite bottled tea. At the studio, I use the Keurig my sister got me for Christmas with reusable cups so I can just buy straight up bulk coffee or tea without wasting money on all those little prepackaged cuppy thingies. A little foresight...knowing and anticipating what my day is like and the fact that since April 1, I've been having to graze every few hours, has helped me prepare for those snarling tummy gremlins.
So, ultimately, yes. Something IS in fact holding me back.
It's a bento box, lol. Who knew?