I’m sitting on a flight to JHB at the moment, and just finished having what the airlines would lead us to believe is “breakfast”. OK, it’s not *that* bad, but it’s airline food, right? I feel like such a geek using a laptop on a 2 hour flight. I left my PSP at home, so no luck playing a game.
A chunk (yes, literally) of scrambled egg, one rasher of cooked pig, and a hashbrown. Oh, and there was this red thing that’s supposed to be a tomato. I can’t confirm. Strawberry yogurt and a Mantelli’s buttermilk rusk finish up the “meal”.
The egg was stuck to the bottom of the foil container, the hashbrown was, well, actually, the hashbrown wasn’t bad at all! The bacon had to be eaten in two larger-than-I’m-comfortable-with pieces, as the plastic knife and fork just didn’t do much for holding it down or cutting it. Not to mention the fact that the nice lass at the check-in counter was polite enough to place me in the middle seat between two strangers. I’m finding it hard to type this due to the space restriction in this flying sardine tin. I keep on bumping my elbows against the two people next to me.
The yogurt was passable, there was even a piece of what looked and tasted like strawberry. The rusk was a bit stale, but still nice. Oh, and here’s the highlight!
“Coffee, tea, juice or mineral water sir?” After the japanese tourist next to me grunted and pointed at the orange juice, I opted for coffee. (This was a 6:45 flight after all, I can do with any wake-up juice I can get!). “Milk and sugar sir?” “Ayup! 2 sugars please!” I an 8oz cup of filter coffee, with milk. The branding on the cup? Wiesenhoff! Heh! The sugars go in, and I stir with the plastic spoon I used to eat the yogurt with. The damn attendant woman didn’t give me a stirring stick. And as luck would have it (Murphy being on every flight I’m sure…), the flight goes a tad bit bumpy as I get my coffee. Not bad enough to worry though. The coffee was actually good. Not too strong, not pissy weak, with no after-taste at all.
Anyway, I’ll see later on what my stomach thinks of this “breakfast”. I suspect it might just agree that it’s not something to hold on for long…
Oh, and what flight was this? “Welcome to British Airways flight BA6400, operated by Comair.”
What fun! I’ll be spending the next couple of in Johannesburg, catching up with the long lost family (Haven’t seen them in a year), and sleeping as late as possible to catch up with 9 months of newborn-baby interrupted sleep… Oh, and there’s this business meeting today as well. I won’t go into that.
…to shut this blog down.
WOW!
Main course was pork something, with crackling and delish garlic roast potato mash. Yummers. But that was the food.
