We are vacationing in forest land. As there are no other food outlets anywhere nearby, we must order our lunch now for our trail meal tomorrow. We think of going crazy, y’know, tomorrow being a new day and all, and trying the Redneck Caviar for the adventure. Um… No. For me, a chicken breast sandwich — “Tastes like chicken, really!” — and a salad. For Lisa, the cheeseburger. Logic and experience prevail, as does the chicken and the cheeseburger.