I arrived in Brisbane last night, slightly grubby and dazed after 29 hours of travelling. I counted that in that time I'd had 6 full meals. As a thin person this seemed a little excessive to me, but it got me thinking that maybe that's why you always end up seated next to fat people on planes. Maybe many years ago they were thin people too, but several hundred thousand air miles later their weight has spiralled up to the point where they sit half on their seat, and half on your armrest.
In general the meals were quite good, but I do have to warn you that if you ever go on Malaysian Airlines and the stewardess offers you beef steak then don't let her give it to you. Tell them you're a vegetarian or a Hindu - anything so that you get an option other than the steak.
The chicken is good. The chicken is tender. But some time in the past Gate Gourmet appears to have subcontracted out its entire beef steak operation to World of Leather. What I was presented with was not a steak, but rather an off-cut from a sofa. If the cast of "Lost" had been flying Malaysian Airlines when their plane crashed on the island they would have been severely short of food, but wouldn't have been short of material for making new shoes.
Not only was it tough, we only got a plastic knife and fork to cut it with - presumably this is to stop terrorists from storming the cabin armed with stainless steel cutlery. The truth is the aeroplane would have been more at risk from a band of terrorists swinging a sock full of steak dinners as they're not only hard and bulky, but they're also square and have vicious corners.
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You amusing cove you. I came as close to getting a P45 with my brown trousers as I've conme for years last Tuesday. Thought I'd lost the VC database. Managed to call up a B52 Arclight raid and roll it back. Matty, Sammy and a couple of their friends Bekky and Traceyy, surely? I had no idea you had such fine taste in films.
just flew back to LA on Thai Airways. We had 3 full meals in 15 hours of fly-time. I did feel myself getting fatter as well. Also, the veal was really chewy and leathery, so I gave it back to them and opted for some shrimp stir fry instead. Glad I did it. I'm sure you're English good manners kept you from actually complaining...
Dory, you're absolutely right. I can't remember but it wouldnt surprise me if I'd told the hostess it was delicious as i was removing the remnants from my teeth with my knife.
I always think it's a good idea not to send things back any kitchen if you don't want spit in it. But with your American assertiveness you've probably already received many a spit sauce in the past....
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