Somewhere over the North Pole, cold temperatures shrunk the
meals. The temperatures also required overheating for a mushy, tasteless
effect.
I thought things will get better over the Atlantic Ocean –
not. Those dark pink strips to the left are supposed to be bacon; but they were
more like savory rubber scraps.
Capitalizing on the season of white asparagus was also a disappointment.
Those should have remained in the grounds for another 3 weeks.
Now over the Alps, portions increased substantially. But the overheating processes
sustained the mushy, tasteless effect.
West meets east at what may be the fanciest airline lounge
around. Pool table, library, five fresh food stations and freshly made pides.
Once the Mediterranean air hit, both quantity of food….
… and quality of food improved.
But nothing will beat being welcomed with a simple meal by
mom.
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