Hungry for the Good Old Days — I'm willing to wait in long airport security lines without a whimper and submit to wanding by a guy who seems to enjoy it a tad too much. They can take my nailclippers and just about anything else they want — all I ask is that they give me back my in-flight food service! With all the losses we've had, the elimination of those strangely square omelets and Salisbury steaks shouldn't even be up for discussion. But when I recently found out the hard way that food ...

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