Day 2:
My grandma and aunt arrived back from my cousin's graduation in Orange County today; naturally not alone. In tow they brought melted chocolate donuts, my cousins 3 day old dried out graduation cake (for us to taste test), some berries they bought on the side of the road and of course my grandma's favorite fish which she brought in a flower vase with her for the 8 hour car ride. My aunt said the fish sloshed back and forth the entire ride. This is not out of the ordinary, my grandma is notorious for bringing odd things while traveling. A few month's ago she brought her fish with her to our family's vacation house in Hawaii. She zipped up her fish in a plastic sandwich bag and walked right through the security; the TSA people didn't know what to do because it was clearly over 3oz of liquid but let her go through probably out of sheer astonishment. Along with her fish she often brings meats with her on airplane's that she wants to eat for special occasions. My favorite story is when she ordered lobsters from Maine and filled her entire suitcase with them and duck taped it closed for a flight from San Francisco to Ohio. 
On her drive back from OC she stopped at Harris Ranch (the smelly part of the drive on highway 5) and bought herself a porterhouse steak. She came home sat at the dinner table and threatened us all that she bought that to bring to Hawaii with her next week and if one of us ate it we would have to drive the 4 hours to buy her a new one. I can't help but laugh out loud who would want a slab of meat that has been sitting in a hot car for hours? I am not sure how she gets away with it or how she hasn't gotten sick but no matter where she goes she always has her beta fish and a pack of sweating meat.