The steak we got from the Winn-Dixie on our Florida trip was not that great. Almost every bite was one of those where you chew it and realize it’s not going down so you try to politely take it out of your mouth and hide it somewhere on your plate
Thankfully, this particular meal was just me and Alex, and even more thankfully, the spices she had put on the steak could have made a paper bag taste good. So at least we got some flavor out of those steak bites.
See, Alex doesn’t leave home without her spices. She’s got different size portions for shorter or longer trips in either a 15ml conical tube, or a 50ml conical tube, depending. Sometimes it’s just enough to fit into her purse pockets, other times it’s a whole ordeal. This trip was a long one, so she took both sizes, plus some regular off-the-shelf bottles, and put them all in a large Tupperware for transport.
We’ve done this same sort of thing from Kauai to Positano, and everywhere in between. When we’re somewhere more exotic than North Fort Myers Florida, Alex will add local favorites to her travel spices like Herbes de Provence from the south of France, or Fleur de Sel from the Camargue.
I’m not sure what the North Ft. Myers spice might be, but if it smells anything like the car wash scent they sprayed in our car when we splurged for a “deluxe wash” here the other day, I think I’ll pass. As Alex described it, “it smells like coconut suntan oil from the ‘80’s, combined with rotten fruit, and used cat litter.” We had to drive with the windows down for the rest of our trip.