This time of year can give you a particularly strong sense of wanting to save up foods, grasshopper and/or ant style (I don’t really remember that story very well). Luckily, this time of year also inspires a need to keep your neck and/or face warm. These things have a serendipitous synergy and/or a disturbing confluence. Either way, we snack.
Greg can’t relate, but as a relatively recent inductee into the Brotherhood of the Bearded, I can vouch for the convenience of this sort of thing. One of these days I may grow this thing long enough to forgo a bag lunch altogether.