The Food Pursuit

As if it’s not already apparent, I love food and I love to see the world.  In spite of this, the one situation where I hate both at the same time is on an airplane.  Let me paint the picture.  I don’t do well in cramped spaces, I don’t enjoy the smell of airplanes, and to make matters worse, I’m petrified when cabin crews wobble up and down the aisle with trolleys.  The smell of food diffuses throughout the plane and the dreaded question comes along: “Chicken or beef?”.  I’ve always wondered no matter what I choose, there will be some disappointment and loss of appetite after a few bites.  I force myself to eat the most modest amount so that I wouldn’t be hungry, and I understand that I shouldn’t expect five-star quality 30,000 feet above ground level.  Still, there must be a reason why the quality of airplane food improved only by minimal increments.  I did some research and here’s what I found.

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