what is it about aeroplane food? I don’t get why the airlines insist on serving the bizarre miniturised rubbery stuff, with bendy plastic cutlery and bits of cellophane and receptacles that fly off the tray when you go anywhere near them, even on a short flight when people would probably prefer a baguette or noodles or something. I know I would. Mmm noodles – haven’t had any for a while, and I used to virtually live on them (but only the unhealthy ones full of artificial flavourings and preservatives).
(this rant was written on a train a couple of weeks ago, shortly after eating homemade sandwiches thinking how nice they were compared to what was on offer on the train)