9.28.2004
glasses!
note: this entry was written on the plane and uploaded later with an updated time
Currently, we're flying over Nova Scotia at the moment, headed toward the island province of Newfoundland. I know this from the very cute skymap that seems ubiquitous now on all airplanes. Interestingly, in the zoomed-in view of new England, there is an animated dolphin the size of Connecticut leaping out of Boston Harbor. This is a severely underbooked flight, in that I have an entire quad-seat row to myself. Not that I'm complainign, it's nice. I get to spread out and take up as much room as I want.
Props are due to Virgin Atlantic Airlines, who give us poor schlubs in economy class actual glasses into which we may pour our little foil-sealed plastic cups of made-from-concentrate orange juice. Tres classy, really. I was king of hoping I could make a parfait out of my fruit salad, muffin, and yogurt in that glass, but I decided against it as being too messy. It would be an interesting cooking competition: here's a mess of bad airline food - what can *you* do with it? Julia Child held a similar competition in her backyard one summer regarding military MREs. The result was astounding - I'd like to find that Boston Magazine article again, but I wouldn't even know where to begin looking. Woow... Haven't thought about that article in years.
Funny tidbit from the in-flight magazine. Mario, plumber and star of numerous Nintendo videogames, is, in fact, surnamed Mario. So his full name is indeed Mario Mario, while his brother is named Luigi Mario. I would never have guessed.
Currently, we're flying over Nova Scotia at the moment, headed toward the island province of Newfoundland. I know this from the very cute skymap that seems ubiquitous now on all airplanes. Interestingly, in the zoomed-in view of new England, there is an animated dolphin the size of Connecticut leaping out of Boston Harbor. This is a severely underbooked flight, in that I have an entire quad-seat row to myself. Not that I'm complainign, it's nice. I get to spread out and take up as much room as I want.
Props are due to Virgin Atlantic Airlines, who give us poor schlubs in economy class actual glasses into which we may pour our little foil-sealed plastic cups of made-from-concentrate orange juice. Tres classy, really. I was king of hoping I could make a parfait out of my fruit salad, muffin, and yogurt in that glass, but I decided against it as being too messy. It would be an interesting cooking competition: here's a mess of bad airline food - what can *you* do with it? Julia Child held a similar competition in her backyard one summer regarding military MREs. The result was astounding - I'd like to find that Boston Magazine article again, but I wouldn't even know where to begin looking. Woow... Haven't thought about that article in years.
Funny tidbit from the in-flight magazine. Mario, plumber and star of numerous Nintendo videogames, is, in fact, surnamed Mario. So his full name is indeed Mario Mario, while his brother is named Luigi Mario. I would never have guessed.
