I wouldn't typically bring snacks, but I did have an evening were it would have been appreciated...Mid afternoon the day before my ex and I were going to fly to FL, I had wrapped everything up and was thinking about how I'd really like to be at WDW that night and not get up at stupid o'clock/o dark thirty the next morning. 2 minutes on SW and I texted my ex and asked if he'd rather me change the flight and I'd get a friend to drop me at the airport and he could meet me there. He did, I changed the flights and then flew around the house packing. Flight was delayed and we had an app and several drinks, thinking we'd get something once we got there. Did I mention we didn't have a hotel room? Yeah, so once we got to the airport together, I called WDW, and got a decent rate at Coronado, so went with it for the evening just to try something new. We finally got there and decided that we'd give
MDE a chance and that was touchy since it was all so last minute and we waited, and waited on the bus, just not leaving. Oh yeah, we had another drink on the plane, but still, I'd had lunch at a regular lunch time, like 12:30 and the ex had eaten at like 11. By the time we got on the MDE, it was almost 10 local time. Hangry ex. Grumpy we didn't get a car service. Hangry. We finally get to Coronado and we both thought it was actually really nice and we were glad we got to see it, and he was glad the hunger was going to be filled with delicious room service...well, we got into the room a few minutes after 11 and room service was closed. I swear, I saw a grown butt (I don't mean that) man melt down about just wanting a beer and chicken wings. I would have paid anything to have been able to whip out a granola bar from the minute we got on MDE until we found that Lounge at the Coronado was still open...it even had chicken wings. Thank god it had cocktails. Now, if I'm traveling with other people, I keep some snacks in my carryon and in the room. Its a hassle and I'll all about minimalism, but those ~2 hours were painful and could have been averted, or at least alleviated, with a Snickers.
That night I learned about not making others go on Batan Death Marches when food is involved, be prepared, don't do WDW on the absolute spur of the moment, always get a car service, and never underestimate how much happiness can be purchased for the price of chicken wings and beer.