I’ve made no secret of the insane preparation I go through before heading to the airport. If by insane, I mean, packing enough delicious gluten-free baked goods to make me forget the hellacious journey that is air travel today. Since I’m about a week away from hauling myself on a 14-hour flight, I’ve been contemplating exactly how many muffins one can stuff into a carry-on. Not as many as you might think, turns out.
For this very special trip, I decided to check into the business of eating on the flight. I know. I can hear you laughing already. However, those Canucks know how to treat a celiac. Because Air Canada has a gluten-free in-flight meal, you guys. A GLUTEN-FREE MEAL!
And I thought just going to Paris would be exciting.
Listen, I don’t have any illusions as to the quality of said meal. But an airline that serves Cadbury chocolate as a snack, just might have figured out how to please their international travelers. (I realize this optimism about food in the air can only be matched by a teenage backpacker headed to Europe circa 1995.)
Sure I’m lucky enough to be flying O’Canada, but what about the rest*? What’s up American? Let’s see, shall we?
Here’s who sucks:
JetBlue (in all fairness, they don’t even offer meals)
Southwest — ditto
Here’s who rules:
Qatar Airways — bonus points for their extensive knowledge of gluten-free
American Airlines (although I’m incredibly concerned with their “penne pasta” snack and “breakfast cookie” — that shizzle better be gf or you’re going to have some crapping going on in the air. More so than usual.)
Virgin Atlantic — They say they can tailor the meal, so I’m going to trust them on that. Wait, what am I saying???
Virgin America — They tell you which meals contain what allergens. The bummer is, the only wheat-free option is the Waldorf Salad, which also contains gorgonzola. I’d eat it, but would you?
Of course every airline has restrictions, requirements, and flights where you’re lucky if they let you look wonky-eyed at the flight attendant, much less eat. But before you fly, it’s totally worth checking out. I spoke with the nicest Canadian lady on the phone who set a celiac UP with a gluten-free meal coming and going. Seriously, Canada, why are your people so nice? I’ll let you know how the meal actually tastes when I get back from attacking all of Paris.
Bon voyage, suckers!
*Please note, I only did Internet searches on airlines I see ads for on my to the airport. Or in my dreams. Also, not one single phone call was made other than to hook my own self up. This is called shoddy journalism, people. Make your calls before you leave to be super safe.
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