The Best of Gut Check: The Sneak
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The International vs. Jay's International (March 2, 2009):
The clear winner of my group was the flan. I love flan like Heloise loved Abelard, though I doubt she ever hoisted him over her head in an international grocery store and did an impromptu tap dance down the aisle. While definitely not the same push-yield texture as its homemade kin, this flan had a spongy layer where the normally-drippy and unsneakable caramel sauce had sunk into its gelatinous foot, improving its sneakability. The flan comes in a plastic dish, completely sealed with a foil wrapper. One person could eat the portion, but it might be better for two, especially with other snacks being snuck. I could have fit at least a dozen of these in my coat pockets and it still would have cost less than two tickets.The Old Man and the Sneak (May 4, 2009):
We have dessert and coffee at Eclipse, the restaurant in the Moonrise Hotel, where Dad was the very first guest to stay in his particular room. He orders some amazing thing with ice cream and sauce and all manner of completely unsneakable garnishes. I order a compact, brilliantly textured homemade moon pie covered in rich chocolate ganache. So delicious. So sneakable. I eat it quietly, imagining all the places I could take it for want of some wax paper and the courage to tell my father what kind of deviant I am. I suffer.To Boldly Sneak (May 18, 2009):
Perched on top of those two boxes was a smaller box with my neeps. I have no shame in admitting I ordered the neeps because I had no idea what they were but liked the sound they made. I chose the Scottish Arms both for its obvious connection to a certain engineering genius who, despite protests to the contrary, can change the laws of physics and for the fact that I don't know much about Scottish food. I wanted to enjoy a new direction in a franchise that was all about new directions by boldly eating where I had not gone before. I felt fairly certain that popular culture and a descriptive menu had warned me of the pitfalls of the cuisine and the very helpful bartender was able to answer my questions about what was in various sides.Want to read more of the Sneak's exploits? Visit the complete archive.