Tell me, how many times did you promise yourself that it would have been the last time you eat food served on airplanes? I do it all the time. And also, how many times have you resisted eating something? It never happens to me. The funny thing is that I often eat at the airport, convinced that I will refuse the food that will be offered me, but in reality I always point my nose when the food cart is around, and I unavoidable find my self answering to the fateful question: “Chicken or pasta? ” . Continue reading