On Saturday during our Hawaii vacation, we drove halfway around the island to see our favorite hula show. I snagged the coveted couches in the open-air lounge as an elderly couple abandoned them, and we all settled in to wait for the torch lighting ceremony to begin.
Throughout the evening, a waitress periodically stopped by to ask for our orders. Everyone put in requests at different times—Dad for a quesadilla before the entertainment started; Mom for a salad in between the torch lighting and hula show; and my brother for a BBQ pizza and passion fruit smoothie while the dancers ran offstage to change clothes.
As an indecisive self-proclaimed snacker, I usually sneak bits and pieces off of other people’s plates to make up my meals. (I can hardly choose just one dish to try on a menu!) But I spent the show distracted by the sweet four-year-old girls up on stage, and I completely forgot to steal enough samples to satisfy my stomach from my family’s dinners!
Before I even buckled my seatbelt, my tummy started rumbling. No way could I survive the 1.5-hour drive back to the condo with a snack! I rustled around the trunk in the pitch-black darkness until I nearly knocked over Mom’s beach bag. Bingo!
An avid hiker, Dad always stashes some energy bars in the car on our vacations, just in case we pass by an interesting trailhead (or he gets hungry). As I ripped one open, my brother asked what I was doing.
“Uhh… Finishing my dinner?”
AKA enjoying pure pretzel and peanut buttery bliss! But when I saw the Mojo™ Nutrition Label back at the condo, I knew I could come up with a lighter version.
My first attempt resulted in what I lovingly referred to as “The Mojo Granola”—too dry and crumbly to stick together as bars! Try #2 came out just perfect, and Dad smiled a bit bigger than normal when I said I’d leave the whole batch with him. (P.S. Check out the Nutrition Information below to see how mine compares to the original!)