I remember times my ability to afford food had me going to a soup kitchen and trying to stretch what I had. For awhile I subsisted on saltines to the point I find it difficult to eat them still today.
Sadly, Lancaster is like 3.5 hrs rail from here. Only passed around there once. I yearn for that. There's such a disconnect from that here, everything plucked from the Saran Wrap tree,,,
Forgive me, stuff on my mind, and I'm rambling, haha,,,