I boarded my flight from Dallas to return to Denver yesterday morning, hungry and certain that my first class seat would get me some sort of meal.
As I boarded the plane, I asked the flight attendant if there would be food service.
He informed me that there would not be and I quietly expressed my disappointment.
I didn\’t really ASK for food, but I did make it known that I was hungry.
About 20 minutes into the flight, the attendant leaned over to me and whispered that he had ONE meal left and he could prepare it for me when he prepared food for the pilot.
I said \”absolutely!\”
When the time came, he brought me an omelette with a croissant, potatos, bacon and sausage.
I was happy.
As for the other first class passengers, they probably thought I had made a special order since all they got was pretzels.
It never hurts to ask!