Friday 14 December 2012: Airline Food

I'll be quick this time, I think. Not much to say really, just a small point, and minor accompanying evidence from me today. Then I'll write some story because I can.

All right. As quickly as I can (300 or fewer -  NOT less - words; that's a debate for another day, i.e. the next time I post anything).

Airline food really isn't that bad. Maybe it depends more than it should on the airline with which you travel, but I dunno - the only even remotely long-haul flight I have been on is the one to Kuala Kumpur form Auckland with Malaysian Airlines.

Now, I am not saying that, in my experiences, airline food is perfect, I am simply saying that given the situations in which it is placed, it is pretty good. The problems I have with airline food is mainly tied with the amount of space you have in which to eat, as a passenger, rather than the food itself.

Case in point time.

I had a roast chicken dinner on said flight, which did, surprisingly, taste like Chicken, and was, also surprisingly, rather nice. It didn't give me food poisoning either, which is nice of it. However, this is only considering the food. The amount of time I had to waste moving it around on the ridiculously small tray table was grossly disproportionate to the amount of time I spent eating the actual (relatively palatable) food.

This is my point. Agree or disagree?

I don't care, because you can't post comments. Ha Ha Ha.

Till the next time.