Want, want, WANT! I am so the market segment for this item! Egregiously crispity-crunchity textures have always been my bugbear at the dinner table. And I just love that there’s some kind of either pickly or bitter or just plain stanky element in every layer–I am willing to believe that it’s not gone off! I need this for my earthquake kit. Although I don’t quite understand how the pear ginger juice holds its position between the celeriac purée and the rib eye–is it in a companion can?–everything else about this eases my anxieties about the post-apocalypse.
