I was sorta joking but sorta not when I wrote that. Our main place is of course immediately next to the house, but we rent land 10 miles away and I try to pack a full day’s worth of meals when I’m down there working. Nothing saps the willpower and enthusiasm for a job, when we’re cold and hungry and food is back home. Tell your dad thank you, and I might just go get one of those prior to next spring’s planting season!
In the meantime, I was given a big antique thermos (something like corning-ware with a metal carrying case, and a cork cap), which I fill with something hot in the morning. It won’t do things like casseroles or burritos, but it does a great job with soups and stews. Nothing like climbing into the cab of the truck to warm up on some cold blustery spring day, and opening that cap to see steam come out. Aaaahhhhh, life is worth living again. And a modern big thermos with my day’s choice of tea, and lots of it, hot enough that I have to wait for it to cool down before drinking. Don’t know if the family that spends Saturday out and about ever gets cold and chilled and cranky and discouraged, but a pair of thermoses full of hot goodness can restore one’s faith in the general benevolent order of things.
Come to think of it, those might both be a good idea for the next few days. I’m at home working on stuff here, but it would be nice to have a thermos of goodness outside with me today and tomorrow. God bless whoever invented the thermos.