When I am travelling, food means more than a basic need to survive or a simple pleasure to me. Eating during travel from its first moment is a unique, new experience. In my case, even my worst experience, which was having an uneatable meal during an uncomfortable flight remained in my mind as a memory that brings a smile to my lips.
My meal during the flight GF663 from Tehran to Bahrain was a funny disaster. I was waiting for the first meal eagerly. Though foods served on flights are usually known for their low quality and tastelessness, still they were the best way for me to escape the boredom of the flight, but this time I had a more serious reason to wait for the food. Hungriness? Not really, since I had just left home full and fresh. I will tell you the reason; the temperature inside the plane was so low and it was so cold that I believe that the airplane initially was adjusted to transport frozen meat, not human passengers. It was in the middle of summer and I was travelling to a semitropical place, so I didn’t have any warm clothes with me. I had already asked a stewardess for a blanket and she had apologized for not having one and had promised that the temperature would become more bearable when the hot meal was served. That was why I was counting minutes until the food arrived.
There was an Arab couple sitting beside me and the mother was holding her approximately two-year-old daughter. She was a toddler who seemed bored and probably was feeling cold too. She started nagging before the food was served, but took a breath when the stewardesses came. They handed blue plastic trays to us. Each tray contained a covered plastic plate, a piece of bread, a plain yogurt cup and a can of water. I guess the child had problems with food because from the moment that the stewardesses left us, she not only resumed her nagging but also started wiggling and making strange noises.
I opened the lid of the plastic plate, enjoying its warmth. Then I took a...