Whether it was Freedent gum in my grandmother's purse or my hypoglycemic mother and her Keebler peanut butter cracker sandwiches, I learned to travel with snacks early on in life. My first intercontinental flight as a pre-teen included a fully stocked picnic basket.
As a young adult, I brought peanut butter through Italy and France and soynut butter through California. Even when in my home city, I always have some organic dried fruit in my purse; they're very helpful during a long car ride or...
