For the love of food
For my recent travels, I flew Iberia airlines to Barcelona. I noticed something very different when the in-flight meal arrived. When I grabbed the little plastic pack that holds dining utensils and a napkin, I found it was unusually heavy. That’s because there was a REAL METAL fork, knife, and spoon in there clanking around. Apparently the Spanish would rather get flown into large buildings than eat their food with plastic utensils. Or they realize the image of terrorists armed with table knives isn’t terribly terrifying. The Europeans love their dining experience the way we love big fuel guzzling road hogs with more horespower than anyone would ever possibly need. I’d rather have a nice meal than a Hummer H2. Maybe I need to move.
