HUGE and it consisted of everything from spices to salad dressing to q-tips and clothing because most of those things were completely inaccessible within Gabon. In Norway, the situation isn't quite so dire but we still like to bring a few comfort items.
I hoard these items, especially food. I'll bring in a box of my favourite granola bars and they'll last close to a year. I treat Shake n' Bake nights like a 5 star meal because those boxes took up precious space and weight in my suitcase on my one trip home. As the items start to dwindle down, I get even worse. I've been known to hang on to less than half an ounce of vanilla Starbucks syrup 'just in case.'
Joe and I clearly have different opinions on said special food items. He rips into his like the world is ending and he doesn't want to leave anything behind. This last trip, I brought him 3 packs of RealFruits and they're half gone less than a week later and if I didn't hide them last night, they'd already be gone. (Yes, you read that correctly - I hide the treats in order to preserve them. It drives Joe nuts.)
He doesn't really 'get' my strategy so I explained it as follows:
One day, you'll be having a really terrible day. Everything will be going wrong, you'll be grumpy and frustrated and hungry. You'll scour the cupboards looking for something to ease the pain when all of a sudden you remember, "Eff yah! I have RealFruits" and your day will get better.
Makes perfect sense to me.
Have a great weekend!