Delicious things can sometimes be found in the most ridiculous places.
I just recently got back from a trip to Chicago, and on the flight from LAX to ORD, I came across the most incredible tasting cookie. It was on the plane. Certainly, airplanes, once purveyors of rubber Denver omelets and pencil eraser potatoes, now serving generic adult version of Lunchables, are the last place I would ever think to find something worthy of culinary raves. But these biscuits, as the Biscoff company calls them (oh, those Europeans!), were so caramel ever-so-softly sticky chewy on the outside and sweet, light, crisp tender spicy on the outside that I almost snatched away 39F's from his tray table while he was asleep.
Too bad I just got pretzels on the return flight.














