Airline food is never memorable, but on a recent flight to London I had my worst airline meal ever.
I flew from Seattle on Delta. Nice plane, nice flight attendants, and departed on time. But then came dinner.
Allegedly beef, it consisted of tasteless, grainy little gray globs floating in murky liquid that had leached out of the accompanying flaccid potatoes and the mystery meat when it was reheated. With it came a wilted salad, just to round out the culinary displeasure.
I sighed and ate a chocolate bar instead. And remembered longingly, when I was a child and once flew first-class with my dad on business in the 1960s, when a flight attendant actually wheeled a cart with prime rib down the aisle and carved to order.
Of course, flying steerage these days on my own dime I don’t expect much when it comes to airline food. But edible would be nice.
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