Julia Child said that, instead of airplane food, she’d rather eat a peanut butter-honey sandwich; and I couldn’t agree more. Airplane food is terrible and makes you feel even worse. So, these days, whenever I take a long flight, I always pack a little plane picnic.
For our flight from New York to Miami, I brought along:
* Chabichou. At my neighborhood cheese shop, I had requested a not-too-stinky cheese (I didn’t want my seat mates to hate me), and they gave me this mini tower of goat cheese with a soft rind and bloomy flavor.
* Crusty French bread.
* And, of course, a half bottle of red wine from the flight attendants to wash it all down.
So much better than stale peanuts!
(Photo by Anna Wolf)
