The day after my sandwich lunch and Japanese dinner, I took a day off from work, went to the doctor, sat in the sun (it was 63 degrees), walked to 30th Street Train Station and took a train to the airport. Once at the airport I did as many have done before me, I checked in (refusing to check luggage due to the ridiculous $15 fee I would have to pay) went through security and found myself trying to decide between a myriad of crappy food options. Of course, I could have been smarter and brought a little snack for myself...but those of us who do not think eating fast food all the time is a good idea are not without our cravings. The whole 'I only eat [fill in the name] on long car trips or in airports' philosophy is one I have subscribed to, on occasion. One occasion, of course, being that day. I ordered the Chick-Fil-A nuggets meal, with sweet tea and disappointing waffle fries. Well, it was all disappointing. But that was sort of the point?
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Philly Airport Food
The day after my sandwich lunch and Japanese dinner, I took a day off from work, went to the doctor, sat in the sun (it was 63 degrees), walked to 30th Street Train Station and took a train to the airport. Once at the airport I did as many have done before me, I checked in (refusing to check luggage due to the ridiculous $15 fee I would have to pay) went through security and found myself trying to decide between a myriad of crappy food options. Of course, I could have been smarter and brought a little snack for myself...but those of us who do not think eating fast food all the time is a good idea are not without our cravings. The whole 'I only eat [fill in the name] on long car trips or in airports' philosophy is one I have subscribed to, on occasion. One occasion, of course, being that day. I ordered the Chick-Fil-A nuggets meal, with sweet tea and disappointing waffle fries. Well, it was all disappointing. But that was sort of the point?
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