Crispy toasted bread, tossed with roasted sweet peppers, onions, and crispy bacon. Coated with a vinegar dijon dressing, this is tangy mix will start your day off right.
Do you like flying? I’ve had a love/hate kinda thing going on with it for a few years now – but I think I’m finally on my way to getting over it and almost – dare I say – enjoying it again? Maybe? Which, now that I say that means my next flight it going to be B to the Umpy. I’ve been flying since I was a baby, and until I was 14 I was totally cool with the lofty skies. It just happened that I went to Japan when I was 14 and had the time of my life – until our flight home. Being 14, with a group of other 8th graders and a few chaperones on a trans-Pacific flight, at night, in a lightening storm, was well not my idea of a good time and that was the moment I got over my wonder of flight. And as soon as I was able to drink pre-flight that started happening. Not much, just a beer or glass of bubbles to take the edge off. I was one step shy of loading up on the Xanax but I think I found an alternative – and dudes, it works like a charm.
Remember Dramamine? Yes, the sea-sick preventer? I used to abhore that stuff- mostly because I always had the faux-orange chewable kind, but with all the flying I’ve been doing – I’m in Iowa right now, bee tee dubs. – Meredith of Sock Monkey Slippers has shown me the light of the Dram again!! Last week’s flight from Salt Lake City to Idaho Falls was on a tiny barely-a-jet puddle jumper that had me losing my ish all over the place. She told me to pop one of those bad boys and 10 minutes later I was la-la-la-ing my way through! Miracle if there ever was one!
So before I jumped on my jet to Des Moines, I stocked up and I am set to go! No more boozing, no Rx-ing, and I am happy as a clam and *gasp* almost enjoying the rock-n-rolla of flight. And even small planes aren’t as terrifying. That combined with a hearty breakfast and I’m flying high in the friendly skies!