The same holds true of tacos. Burritos, yes, if they aren't the modern large-as-your-head burritos, but instead come from that tintinabular pseudo-Mexican place that we all know and love. Last year I nearly choked to death on an Egg McMuffin. I've been known more than once to attempt an ice cream cone during a hot summer month. There really is a line where driving while dining has gone too far. And we've all crossed it at some point. The reason I bring this up is because on my evening commute last night, I saw a woman eating corn-on-the-cob. CORN. ON. THE. COB. In her bright yellow Mustang.
I won't even eat corn on the cob in my house, given the choice. To me, buttery, salty corn on the cob was meant to be consumed outdoors, stooped over to avoid dripping corn juice and butter on anything but the ground. I wouldn't eat corn on the cob in my car for money. The same goes for barbecue ribs, in all their saucy goodness.
(disclaimer: everyone has his price, and if you really, REALLY want me to eat corn on the cob or ribs in my car, I'm open to offers.) 
But really, people will eat nearly anything in their cars. Same as we'll answer the phone, fumble for maps, scratch an itch in a 'personal area', apply makeup, read the paper (or a novel) or carry on face-to-face conversations with people in the back seat.
At best, we'll just get a lapful of molten cheese and burger grease. At worst, we all know that it could lead to serious injury, even death. 
Remember. We don't judge here. Openly mock, perhaps, but we don't judge. What's the worst car-unfriendly food you've attempted to eat on the run? What's your secret driving faux pas?
We won't tell. Promise.
6 comments:
Corn on the cob?! That's ridonk. I tried eating a salad while driving once. Once.
"Oh Baxter.... This burrito is good but waaaay too filling."
I've never eaten anything more adventurous than toast or fries in my car, and even then, rarely, but I will admit I've plugged my hair straightener into my power inverter and straightened my bangs at red lights...
When the passenger seat of my car bore an uncanny resemblance to Homer Simpson's, I decided it was time for me to stop eating out so much.
That being said, I think tomorrow morning is going to be a Chick fil-A morning.
First of all, that spaghetti sandwich looks delicious.
I've never really eaten anything terribly messy in my car. I've been known to peck at McDonald's fries while driving, and have occasionally eaten a sandwich or poptart while driving.
The craziest story I ever heard, though, was one told to me by my driver's education teacher, who had the distinction of witnessing a woman steering her car with her legs, holding sheet music in her lap, and playing a violin.
I swear I'm not making that up. I'm not sure how she reached the gas or brake.
Bev - Salad, as in fork, croutons, dressing???
TKOG - why else would they make car adapters for those things?
Mjenks - I've been hungry for Chick-Fil-A since you posted this, I haven't made it there yet.
BB - welcome! And I don't know about braking, but c'mon - CRUISE CONTROL!
Damn Mjenks... I love me some Chick-Fil-A. I know where I'm going for lunch today.
My co-worker smokes, eats and talks on the phone while driving... and she wonders why I won't travel with her.
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