Some weird food is awesome. Road Meat in Costa Rica was awesome. Knoephla was awesome. Even the watermelon licorice was… kind of awesome… in it’s own bizarre way…

Footloose, on a solitary run for new and untested roadfood, I found this little gem in a supermarket down the street from out hotel. The box reminded me, somehow, of Toaster Strudel, so I tossed the it into my shopping cart. I had high hopes for Snack Toast. I thought it could be part of a deconstructed bruschetta, or a breakfast and lunch in one. (Perhaps not the blueberry version, but still.)

Looks so innocent, doesn’t it, lying there placidly on my facetowel.

It’s a sleeper, let me tell you.

Train hunting the following afternoon, eyes on the prize but somewhat peckish, I fished up some Snack Toast from the backseat and snapped off a big hunk of the crusty stuff. And so like, I know I don’t drink the most water ever, but man, that shit … if you added twelve teaspoons of sugar to a blueberry flavored Dunkin’ Donuts iced coffee, then dehydrated it, then threw in a pinch of yeast, that would be Snack Toast. Imagine chewing, then having to swallow, a full mouthful of sugary, straw-filled desert.

My only consolation was the fact that, unlike some people, I wasn’t standing outside in the freezing wind on the side of a highway bridge filming this trainyard.

So there’s an upside to every situation, you see.