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| - (1.50 stars) When I'm about to board a 5 hour flight, I stuff a sandwich and soda bottle into my messenger bag for later consumption. The expectation is about as basic as I'm ever going to have regarding food. Paradise Bakery, which apparently is a very well-regarded local chain, really needs to assess how to translate their successes into an airport setting. Although she appeared to be very bored, the young lady at the counter was friendly-- no attitude problem. I wanted mayo instead of their "Paradise Sauce," and she delivered here, as well. The sandwich was reasonably thick with meat, greens and tomatoes. Bread, which was understood to be their strong suit, was over-sized and a bit stale; perhaps I waited too long to eat it. There were no bottles of unsugared soda, but water was fine. Where did things go wrong? First, there wasn't enough paper used to wrap the sandwich and keep it intact; how expensive would 3" of additional paper on a $7.50 sandwich have been? Next, no napkins were packed; this should be an automatic at airport carryout. Third, for some reason, a chocolate chip cookie was thrown into the bag. For reasons which will be clear in a moment, it was very broken (but very tasty) when I found it. Finally, although I specifically asked for a cheap plastic bag, I was given a froufrou paper mini shopping bag with an "adorable" paper handle. I don't need to impress my fellow passengers with my good taste in shopping bags, I needed something which will neatly compress to be stowed. If you have ever tried to reassemble a sandwich while in the middle seat of an airplane, you get the picture. The end-product was adequate, with mayo and tomato covered hands as an added bonus. Once again life teaches me that lowering your standards just a little ultimately means that reasonable expectations become unrealistic.
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