Late night munchies

I really like food. Always have and always will.  As a toddler I used to wake up screaming in the middle of the night.  At first my parents had no idea what was wrong with me. (Ask my mom- it's one of her favorite stories to tell about me)  I wasn't sick, hadn't wet the bed (yet) and hadn't had a bad dream.  Then they learned.  I wanted FOOD.  Once they made this miraculous discovery it was a quick fix. They would tuck me in, kiss me good night, and leave a little baggie of tortilla chips by my bed.  Then when I woke up all I had to do was reach over and start munching.  Thanks Mom and Dad! I'm munching on my new favorite nighttime snacks as I write this, Fruit ends n pieces from Trader Joes and wasabi roasted seaweed, and thinking about tomorrow when we get to go tour the White House!