I am currently in an airport, and the question of what to eat arises. Today I opted for a smoothie, where in times past the choice was always between various fast food options. Those days are recently behind me, and the options for healthy dining are few and far between, hence the smoothie for lunch. It seems kind of funny. The options of food to choose from before being caroused into a confined metal box in the sky are the ones which cause the human body and its digestive system the most discomfort. Not to mention, the possibility of personal discomfort might become the discomfort of others who have to share the same plane and the same air.
Airports are making strides to become more healthy, along with the rest of our country, but why has it taken so long. And why shouldn't they. An airport is the first introduction and last impression a city has to make on its visitors. We are reaching the pinnacle of human sports performance, and or food system is slowly trudging behind those elite athletes. (I just read an article about the Olympics, and it seems pretty logical that at some point humans can no longer get faster, jump higher, or endure longer distances.) And depending on a city's particular sophistication and innovation, the food in the airport will follow in stride.
I will never cook in an airport, as far as I can see, but who knows what this crazy thing called life will bring next. But with the changes in our American food system, I can only hope that soon we will be able to have the OPTION to eat healthier before we fly the fare skys of our great nation.
Happy Fourth of July.
Cheers!
Airports are making strides to become more healthy, along with the rest of our country, but why has it taken so long. And why shouldn't they. An airport is the first introduction and last impression a city has to make on its visitors. We are reaching the pinnacle of human sports performance, and or food system is slowly trudging behind those elite athletes. (I just read an article about the Olympics, and it seems pretty logical that at some point humans can no longer get faster, jump higher, or endure longer distances.) And depending on a city's particular sophistication and innovation, the food in the airport will follow in stride.
I will never cook in an airport, as far as I can see, but who knows what this crazy thing called life will bring next. But with the changes in our American food system, I can only hope that soon we will be able to have the OPTION to eat healthier before we fly the fare skys of our great nation.
Happy Fourth of July.
Cheers!
