Pleiku Airport Noodles – 149 of 365

Airport Noodles

Way back when in the beginning we sampled some fairly decent fried rice (#5) from the Pleiku airport in the central highlands.   Typhoon Pakhor even spawned an emergency meal there cobbled together from leftovers and ramen (#109).  Back we go for another meal straight from the same customer buffet in the gate area.   Don’t worry…this is not some greasy repeat of the recent Buon Me mess (#136).   Passing through Pleiku always means a free meal that does quite well in a hunger induced pinch.   And we pilots do love free food.   Well, most free food.  In a perfect world free food is preferably in somewhat of an edible and recognizable state.

Now I know we don’t travel for a Michelin rated dining experience, but over here flying is like traveling back in time  to the friendlier skies when meals were served all across the US at 40,000 feet.   Remember how everyone complained about them back in the day yet nowadays these same travelers yearn for the experience of grazing out of an aluminum tin perched precariously on a dirty tray table while bouncing around in turbulence?

Home of Free Food

If this nostalgia has tempered your memories of what airline food really tasted like once upon a time, come on over to Asia where complimentary meals are still de rigueur on full service airlines.  Even on the shorter flights the galley burps up at least a  sandwich or pastry.   Complimentary hot meals at the gate rather than on board some shorter flights is an interesting twist here for us, and having boxes of this food delivered to the crew planeside is a nice treat I know my friends back home probably cannot even comprehend in their world of pretzels and peanuts.

This vermicelli concoction is actually ok, especially with the hot sauce.  It’s like what I’d expect from Panda Express at a mall near you.   Besides a runny sunny side up egg I quickly discard, what makes this one interesting and thoroughly Vietnamese is the fatty sausage stir fried into the noodles.   This is how I would imagine mating a cinnamon stick with a tube of summer sausage from that store in the mall.  What’s it called?  Hickory Farms or something?  In any case this sweet sausage is an acquired taste indeed and one living in Vietnam has somewhat developed for me.  Leave it to an airport in Vietnam to introduce a new sausage to me.

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