Pilot's and Popeye's Fried Chicken

Had Popeye’s Fried Chicken for the first time ever last night. Was quite tasty – had the spicy cajun chicken breast. I was debating to eat it since I just had a cheeseburger and fries and four tall glasses of beer. But, I was near a Popeye’s and had to try it

It was pretty good – but I’d be cautious about eating a lot or on a regular basis.

My flight was delayed for a few hours so I had some down time. When I was eating the Popeye’s, I saw what turned out to be the pilots of my flight eating Popeye’s. They even passed me getting on the plane with a bag of Popeye’s.

As I flew I wondered if they were eating the chicken, digging through the bag as we were flying. You know, like one does when driving, yet on a plane.

Pilot A: Hey Dewey can you pass me a leg?

Pilot B: Sure, oh wait, I ate the leg, you get the thigh.

Pilot B then reaches over to Pilot A and hands him the chicken.

I wonder if, when eating and a piece of chicken falls down and Pilot A has to pick it up, what the risk is when flying, and how it differs than when driving?

It then got me thinking….what do you do when you are a pilot and just ate, and then get gassy? You can’t really roll down your window to let the smell out?

Pilot A: Uh-oh, I think I am going to fart.

Pilot B: Aww man, come on, roll your window down if you do.

Pilot A: Ummm, I can’t really.

Pilot B; Man, you stink, that’s awful.

I think pilots deal with the same food issues the rest of use do. They eat, pass gas, and share and talk about food like the rest of us…they just can’t roll the window down.

Counting Cards? No, Counting Chews

On the flight down the man next to me was devouring a burrito he brought on the plane. I was really impressed by the way he ate it, and just seemed to enjoy the tasty looking burrito.

As he was sitting there, I watched his every move out of the corner of my eye, and then I did an unoffiical survey and counted his chews for each bite. His least amount was 11, and the most was 19. It took him 6 bites to finish the burrito, and he had 11, 13, 17, 15, 17 and 19 chews of each bite before swallowing. In a few bites though, he would chew about 12-14 times, swallow, then continue chewing. I just was so happy as I could imagine the joy he had as the tasty food slid down his throat to his belly, satisfying the hunger and taste buds.

It got me thinking…do you ever count your chews before swallowing? How many chews do you have per bite? Something to think about next time you eat.

Breakfast Buffets

Had some great food on the trip. Included was southern fried pork fritters, cheesy southern grits with rock shrimp and red peppers (fantastic), beef tenderloin, tortilla soup, spinach, and one of the greatest breakfast buffets I have ever been a part of. It had everything. I went heavy on the fruit and yogurt (and of course the bacon and sausage). I don’t like to overbeef at breakfast so I avoided the French toast, pancakes, syrup and other pastries. But I had some scrambled eggs, stuffed roma tomatoes, blueberries, strawberries, berries, a few hashy b’s and lots of orange juice and water.

I’m not a big breakfast guy, but this was a big breakfast for The Food Guy, guy. It was fantastic.

At an evening dinner I made friends with one of the chefs who carves the meat. The second time I went up he spotted me and had my beef ready. I asked him if he got it ready and saw me coming and he said “Oh yeah, from about 100 yards away I knew you were coming.”

Meat Day

Looking back at yesterday, I had five different kinds of meat:

1. Turkey sub from Subway
2. Lamb from gyro
3. Chicken from chicken breasts ate when got home from work
4. Beef from hamburger ate when got home from work
5. Pork from sausage from sausage, onion and green olive pizza from local pizza place later in evening.
   
   Here’s how it went down. When I got home I was hungry but didn’t want to cook. I was late for Little Food Gal’s conference, Food Gal was working late and things were in a rush. I had some leftover grilled chicken breasts from the night before, and some burgers from Sunday night.

So, while I was feeding LFG, getting her pajama’s on and ready for bed, I ate the chicken breasts here and there – they were cold, taking a bit each time I walked into the kitchen to get something for LFG. I also then ate a hamburger – no bun – just nuked up and dipped in ketchup – a great treat, while deciding what to have for dinner (Is it dinner or supper? I like supper, but today I will use dinner).

So, while I was finishing that meat, FG was on her way home from work and we decided to get a pizza. Thus, the sausage in the pizza added pork to give me the five-finger morsels of meat I ate throughout the day.

I should have had a slice of deer sausage to make it six.

What’s the most types of meat you have ever devoured in a day?

Double lunch? Depends on your theory of eating

When I was in school I would eat two lunches everyday, and on that one day when we had turkey and gravy over biscuits, I would eat three.

A while ago I wrote wondering if you could eat two lunches in one day. I had a similar scenario today.

I missed breakfast and didn’t get something to eat right away when I got to work. Around 10 a.m. I was starving. I went to Subway and got a 6-inch turkey sub as a tasty treat to hold me over. I came back to the office and a co-worker said “wow, lunch already?” People just assume if you are eating Subway it's lunch.

That got me thinking – if you eat at 10 a.m., is it breakfast or lunch? Or is it a snack? And, does it depend on the type of food you eat. Around 10 a.m. you see hordes of workers out getting coffees, thinking the caffeine is going to lighten their day and improve their crappy jobs. I also saw a guy eating a mammoth chocolate chip cookie. So, are those people having breakfast (for some coffee is breakfast), or a snack? And, if I was eating a blueberry muffin, would my co-worker have said anything at all, because muffins are considered acceptable morning foods? Why is it even classified in a breakfast, lunch, dinner anyway? Instead of three squares a day, I like to eat four to five rounds a day. So, really it’s not breakfast, lunch, dinner, it’s eat, eat, eat, eat, eat.

Back to topic. If you eat at 10 a.m. would you say you are eating breakfast, lunch or a snack? And if it’s a sub, why is that considered lunch, when for me it was a snack?

Two hours later I had a gyro and fries for lunch – or was it for a snack? By the way, I got the gyro and fries, but wanted the Greek rice. The thing is, that seasoning you put on fries at a Greek restaurant is so good. But after I got the fries I wanted the rice. Such dilemmas.

What do you prefer at 10 a.m.? Is it lunch? Is it a snack? Is it breakfast? Depends on your theory of eating.