Pancakes and greenbeans

I don't think there's much point in complaining about airplane food. It's airplane food.  What more do you need to say?*

I don't expect much. Claggy sauces, mushy veggies, uncuttable meat, and rock-cold rolls are barely worth mentioning. 

But this breakfast took it the extra step for me.

 

You've got the canned fruit cocktail with the standard anemic grapes, the pressurized yogurt that is just waiting to spit when opened, ho hum, but, what's that peeking out from under the pancakes? Why, it's a boiled carrot. And behind that?

 

Mmm. Green beans and onions. Just like... just like no breakfast ever served in the history of any country blessed with the wonders of air travel.

*My uncle, who is almost eighty, disagrees. He says, "They always give you a meal or two. It's always pretty good, isn't it?" He is an outstanding cook, so clearly something has changed. When he saw the photos, he agreed that this did not look "pretty good." "Gee!" He said. "Why would they serve that?"