the inflight dish
Allow me to introduce you to the onboard breakfast triangle. A few months ago I found myself on a streak of pre-dawn flights connecting me through Houston. I don't mind the ungodly hours. I try not to become emotionally attached to any one time zone. As far as I'm concerned it's always 5:00PM somewhere. Happy hour? Darling, in my universe that's every hour. But let's get back to discussing the foodstuff of the moment: domestic first class breakfast fare.
I'm not a fan ...
I've never been so thankful to be upgraded into a seat with a footrest. On my way to the gate, I managed to defy the concept of airport "security" by breaking my toe at Newark Airport's C-1 checkpoint. I'm serious, I've seen the x-rays. Clearly the whole shoe removal rule is not beneficial to a certain demographic of accident-prone passengers (ahem). Thankfully, it was just a toe and one of the smaller ones at that. At the insistence of a flight attendant friend (who ...
On a brief layover in Houston, I was feeling inspired by the passenger on my inbound flight who hauled her own DIY full service meal onboard. With no chance of an upgrade on my connecting flight, my tray table and I were on our own.
Someday I'll sample the airline's new meals-for-purchase menu, but I couldn't risk spoiling my appetite enroute to Miami. I was traveling in full foodie-anticipation mode, heading to an event at the annual South Beach Wine and Food ...
It was a brief up-and-down trip, a connecting flight, barely 40 minutes in length. Clearly there was no time for a meal service. I settled in with my pretzels and ice water, blissfully unaware that this flight was one of the last, lingering few to receive Continental's complimentary snack service. There would be no more shiny foil bags of pretzels, or crunchy cookies in my inflight future. Had I known then that the days of free snacks were eminently numbered, I may have waxed ...
I consider a grilled shrimp salad an inflight score, especially on a domestic route. I was given a choice between the shrimp and something that resembled a sad, brown version of a burrito from my high-school cafeteria days. To be fair, it was called a "beef quesadilla wrap," and my neighbor, 1B, downed his like a pro. The shrimp, on the other hand, made for a much prettier picture.
There aren't a whole lot of ways to screw up cooked shrimp, ...
Who doesn't prefer the food in Business class?
This morning I participated in a contest offered by Lufthansa. In honor of today's inaugural A380 flight (FRA-JFK), the “Catch the Crew” contest was a mini-Amazing Race/scavenger hunt through the streets of SoHo in Manhattan, NYC. The objective was to locate 10 out of 23 “crew members” dressed in Lufthansa gear and to collect corresponding “passport” stamps. Once ten stamps were ...
