Currently, we are all feeling a little sick to our stomachs--even my dad, and he's only eaten one meal with us in the last week (but we all got sick before today). Anyway, the last thing I want to think about right now is what I want to eat this coming week. Still, it will make me a much happier camper if I can just have something lined up. I'll type rather quickly and go distract myself by something other than food after this. Much of our ickyness is likely chalked up to the extreme heat and walking around a poorly air conditioned science museum with little water breaks all afternoon.