There's a discussion going on in the Interworld about the worst airline meal ever, based on a letter written by an irate passenger on Virgin Air. The meal in question, to my mind, looks perfectly reasonable for airline food. At least you can tell it's supposed to be edible. Years ago, I flew from Athens to London on JAT (the Yugoslavian airline). Dinner on the flight consisted of six thick slices of processed meat, each different and each unidentifiable, garnished with a single small pickle. I was young and very hungry, so I was willing to try it anyway, but it was so tough the tines of my plastic fork broke off. Then the flight attendant stumbled in the aisle and spilled an entire pot of coffee (fortunately lukewarm) in my companion's lap. That was a meal I'll never forget.