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Breakfast
The breakfast options were lovingly presented by our FA as "eggs or oatmeal?" The look on her face told me I dare not ask for any clarification on the eggs.
I said "Eggs, please," to which she responded, "Drink?"
Oh those friendly skies on the 737-800!
Eggs were a rather nasty "pile" that resembled light snow. I thought I could blow on them and they'd fly off the plate. They sat on a bed of roasted onions and peppers with sausage slices. Bowl of fruit. Croissant or cinnamon roll. No yogurt.