When I was a child, like many young boys, I wanted nothing more than to be an astronaut. I remember my parents buying me subscriptions to a couple space magazines geared to kids. And inside one of them, as the advertisement said, you could send away for "Food just like the astronauts eat!". Needless to say, this was my request for the following Christmas. And so underneath the tree that year were paper packages tied up with string and containing tiny tinfoil bags with freeze-dried strawberries inside, my favourite fruit. And because I was going to be able to watch the next space shuttle launch whilst chomping on dried-out bits of "astronaut food," I was the happiest kid in America! Unfortunately, that launch was the 28th of January, 1986. I don't really remember what the brittle berries tasted like.
And now, twenty years later, there are other options for using such freeze-drying techniques.
Perhaps funniest of all to me is that the technique will be inaugurated in Jönköping, the capital of my peasant family's ancestral home of Småland.
No assistance, please, in returning me to my ancestral home to be the first user.