The Miles High Breakfast Club
salmon and egg muffin, honey baked turkey, tomato, sauteed spinach
mushroom omelette, sausage, parsley potatoes and tomato concassee
arabian scrambled eggs, chunky foul medames, baharat potatoes
It can’t be easy preparing a meal for 400 people, prepacked or not. Different cultures and religion make the menu choice that little bit harder. Religion plays a very big part in the choice of food on offer, add in that half your guests are asleep and a good percentage of the remainder are tipsy, where angels fear to tread your always jolly air hostess must. When it’s all ready and the breakfast wagon is loaded up to roll, if you are missing something, at 33000 feet no one is going to volunteer to pop out and get it.
On the homeward Abu Dhabi to London flight breakfast was served two hours before our 6-45am arrival. Perhaps it was the hunger but my selection of omelette didn’t taste bad at all. In the restaurant’s economy class, leg room was a little cramped and the table placings could have been better, but I left with only one real complaint. I entered the Miles High Breakfast Club on a hot and balmy Arabian night, I was shown the door and exited into a cold, bleak and damp British morning.
Ever since I’ve been wondering how they spell bacon, black pudding and fried bread on the business class menu.
Footnote Next week I intend writing a blog that will look back at my 20 day stay in the Land Of Smiles. The blog will be of a question and answer format, I can collect my questions from my Team UK family and friends, I would much prefer to receive them from you. Favourite location, best meal, funniest moment, whatever. If you have a holiday question for me then please email it to firstname.lastname@example.org or leave it in the comments box. Your question(s) will contain a link back to your site. Thank you.