Jack's North Shore Eats

Greece II: Airplane Food

British Airways prides itself. Huh.

I guess my favorite part is that everything on this pre-packaged tray looks like it was thrown on at the last minute. I guess their luggage handlers must also be in charge of the food service. I thought the little cans were cute, but, whatever. Never fly Singapore Airlines; you will be ruined for life for all other airlines...

Alex had a vodka and soda and I had a gin and tonic...

Alex wouldn't let me order any more after a certain point. I'm still puzzled by that and swear that the next time we fly anywhere, I'll be the one sitting on the aisle. He said it has something to do with the breakfast service, but come on, it was in a bag. Like that should count?

The sunset over North America was pretty though...

Greece I

There always must be a beginning to a journey. Ours was humble...

Of course, in this case, the humbleness of the meal was dictated by O'Hare International Airport. Oh, how I miss traveling in the '70s and '80s, back when eating and drinking weren't thought of as a necessary evil...

So, then, this was the beginning of our vacation to Greece. We traveled from Chicago to London and then on to Athens. From Athens, we traveled to Mykonos, Santorini, Xania, Iraklio, and back to Athen to fly home. Even though we were pushed and shoved (What has happened to common courtesy and decorum in Europe since I last left its shores is beyond me.) and the average temperature was well above 40 C, we had a wonderful time.

Before Greece

With the arrival of the Smokin' Pro 830, I had an opportunity to play a little before Alex and I went on our summer vacation...

This is one of the last roasts from the cow we bought last summer. It smoked beautifully and gave the other residents something to gnaw on while we were away...

I made a sandwich with yellow beefsteaks on sourdough bread...