the inflight dish
Recently, I enjoyed a surprisingly good meal.
This meal was on an airplane.
...in Economy class.
...on a trans-Atlantic flight.
...on a U.S.-based carrier.
Yes, you read that correctly. I flew coach class on a red-eye across the Atlantic Ocean. Make that "flew coach class TWICE," in the same month. As the end of 2011 came to a close, I found myself cleaned out of Continental/United's system-wide upgrades with no desire to spend $$$ (and hard-earned miles) ...
This is the worst meal I've ever been served on an airplane.
At first glance, the plastic and foil-cloaked fodder may seem innocuous, but beneath the lid lurks a culinary crime against the flying public. When I say worst airplane meal ever, I mean ever. Let's put this into perspective: in the past two years I've flown nearly 250,000 miles on more than a dozen international carriers. I've eaten air meals on a West African charter and on a Ukrainian regional carrier I can't ...
I consider myself somewhat of an expert on inflight breakfast.
In the past year, I've eaten a fair share of morning meals on airplanes. In the confusing throes of pre-caffination, I've asked myself many times: cereal or eggs? I've talked about it. I've written about it. Frankly, I've beaten the subject to death. Recently, I found myself blurry-eyed, crawling down yet another jetway before dawn. Destination: Seattle. "Inflight Dish" was the last thing on my mind, until ...
Recently I found myself kicking it pre-platinum old school in coach class, in that sweet spot by the bulkhead of a 767-400. I was heading to New York from Houston, where I'd spent several days binging on Tex-Mex and tequilla. When they say, "everything's bigger in Texas," they mean everything: I nearly had to gate-check my Lonestar State-sized hangover.
It's common knowledge that best cure for a hangover is a Bloody Mary. It also happens to be my favorite part of every flight. Truth. ...
My name is Elyse. I've been flying, eating and blogging for Upgrd.com for the past ten months, and I have several confessions to make.
Confession 1: I recently returned my tray table to its full upright and locked position.
In other words, I went on undeclared blog hiatus, mainly due to some much-needed surgery (resulting from a less-than-graceful international incident). The good news is that I'm now on both feet, ready to step back into my fast-paced, food-obsessed lifestyle ...
On my recent foodie adventures through Europe, I found myself on a number of short haul flights (mainly with my overseas BFF Lufthansa) where I encountered snack foods ranging from good and not-so-good, to just plain weird. First, let's take a moment to give a round of applause to these Euro-based carriers who still manage to provide a complementary meal/snack service during their flights. Yay free meals! Now, let's dish the dirt (with pictures!) on these wacky inflight ...
