Eat and Get Gas
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canyonwalkerAustralia Travelog #30
Leura, NSW - Fri, 29 Dec 2023, 12:30pm
We debated where to eat lunch today. Usually when we're out trail-hopping we try to pack food in the car or find a fast, casual restaurant for takeaway. Unfortunately there are dearly few choices in fast-casual restaurants around here. The nearest McDonald's or Burger K— I mean, Hungry Jack— is 30 miles away. There are a few cafes that might be quick but they're in dense downtown village areas, where it takes time to drive through traffic, park, and then wait in line to order and get food. Oh, and packing food in the car? We tried shopping two nights ago, but the grocery store here sucks. The choices for food we could reasonably pack in the car are poor.
"Let's try the gas station on the highway," we agreed as we finished up our hike to Empress and Sylvia Falls. "Maybe they've got some take-away food."
We were thinking of gas-station food on the level of hotdogs on rollers or maybe a microwaved Hot Pocket™. But at the BP station around the corner we found something even better: pasties! Aka, meat pies. Aka, the thing that likely inspired Hot Pockets™ but is made by actual people instead of produced thousands at a time by robots and stored frozen for a few months before being popped into a microwave oven that somehow makes parts of the sandwich blisteringly hot while the center remains barely thawed.
I picked a butter chicken (Indian dish) meat pie and a ground beef and cheese. Hawk picked a steak and chile pie. We each got a few drinks and a fresh donut or danish for dessert.
And of course, because we bought our lunch at a gas station...
...We ate it at the gas station!
Seriously, sitting at a picnic table in the gas station parking lot was more comfortable than sitting in the car to eat, and it was a lot faster than taking our food back to the hotel.
Oh, and we bought petrol while we were there. Eat and get gas!
Leura, NSW - Fri, 29 Dec 2023, 12:30pm
We debated where to eat lunch today. Usually when we're out trail-hopping we try to pack food in the car or find a fast, casual restaurant for takeaway. Unfortunately there are dearly few choices in fast-casual restaurants around here. The nearest McDonald's or Burger K— I mean, Hungry Jack— is 30 miles away. There are a few cafes that might be quick but they're in dense downtown village areas, where it takes time to drive through traffic, park, and then wait in line to order and get food. Oh, and packing food in the car? We tried shopping two nights ago, but the grocery store here sucks. The choices for food we could reasonably pack in the car are poor.
"Let's try the gas station on the highway," we agreed as we finished up our hike to Empress and Sylvia Falls. "Maybe they've got some take-away food."
We were thinking of gas-station food on the level of hotdogs on rollers or maybe a microwaved Hot Pocket™. But at the BP station around the corner we found something even better: pasties! Aka, meat pies. Aka, the thing that likely inspired Hot Pockets™ but is made by actual people instead of produced thousands at a time by robots and stored frozen for a few months before being popped into a microwave oven that somehow makes parts of the sandwich blisteringly hot while the center remains barely thawed.
I picked a butter chicken (Indian dish) meat pie and a ground beef and cheese. Hawk picked a steak and chile pie. We each got a few drinks and a fresh donut or danish for dessert.
And of course, because we bought our lunch at a gas station...
...We ate it at the gas station!
Seriously, sitting at a picnic table in the gas station parking lot was more comfortable than sitting in the car to eat, and it was a lot faster than taking our food back to the hotel.
Oh, and we bought petrol while we were there. Eat and get gas!
