A general warning against the dangers of Airline Food

On the flight from San Fransisco (the race through the airport was my first visit to California) to Tokyo, the first meal choices were chicken stir fry with white rice or, as the speaker's voice had described it, "old fashioned American meatloaf with mashed potatoes."
I chose the meatloaf, less out of a preference or even any desire to eat it and more as a symbolic goodbye to the culture, comforts, and home I was leaving.
The second meal choice was Italian pasta or beef stir fry--I chose the stir fry as a parallel symbolic hello.

None of it was very good---It was airplane food. . . :-P