On the Road to Seattle. Food. Fun. Campfires. Tenting. Sightseeing. Happiness.

At 8 o’clock on Monday morning Paul and I loaded up the car, buckled the dog into the back seat, and hit the road. Our first layover was Richmond, IN – a quick 11 hour drive from Brooklyn.

As a self-proclaimed adventurous and frugal person I insisted on camping anywhere along the way that we don’t have a free place to stay. The only reason I say this with a hint of negativity is that I forgot that driving 11 plus hours (we had to stop often for the dog) means we get there in the dark.

i.e. we set up camp in the dark.

i.e. not so great lighting for setting up a tent, or building a fire, or taking good photos…

But Paul and I work well in “survival” situations and managed to get the tent set up and a nice fire going before ten pm…pretty good if you ask me!


For our road-food commencement dinner I cooked the first of our chicken packets. You remember those frozen olive oil and fresh herb filled ice cube trays? Well once they were frozen I assembled packets with chicken and other tasty freezable foods.



Here’s a photo of chicken with peaches and a garlic basil olive oil cube…


I placed the tightly folded packets on a grill surface over a roaring fire. Then as my impatience grew I placed the packets directly onto the coals for a another few minutes. The only issue with cooking this way is that it’s basically impossible to tell when it’s done. So the solution is to guess, then open the packets very carefully (there is a lot of steam involved) and check whether the chicken is cooked through. All together these took about 12 minutes – 8 on the grill and 4 on the coals.


Here’s a not-so-great shot of the cooked chicken – this is the tomato, garlic and basil cube.

So the verdict for freezing herbs in olive oil is definitely a big thumbs up! They may not stay frozen on the road very well, but the flavor is there even when it’s melty. Not to mention how great it has been to have a really fast meal to throw on the fire after a long day of driving and sight-seeing.


The next morning we drank in the surrounding beauty, packed up the car and headed to find some grub to eat on the road.

When I booked this leg of the trip, I knew nothing about Richmond, IN. Now after being there, I still know nothing of the history, but I have discovered that the old district is really charming.  You can sense the hard work that went into and took place in the buildings. A lifestyle and working-style long forgotten, but maintains a sense of pride and strength. The few people we spoke to were funny, friendly, and talkative. A skill that is lost in New York. Don’t get me wrong, people talk CONSTANTLY in NY, but the people in Richmond spoke truly , rather than of self-indulgence.



Our breakfast quest led us to a little cafe called Paulee in old Richmond, where we split a surprisingly tasty Sausage and Egg Biscuit – maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I expected greasy and convenient as opposed to the well seasoned, not at all greasy little sandwich that we had!

And onward we go to Kansas City and beyond!


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