I’ve been back from my trip for almost a week, and I’m still trying to get my bearings. I won’t lie: it’s odd going on such a long journey and losing track of days and dates, only to return home and have to fit into a routine again. On Sunday, I got a wonderful massage but woke up Monday feeling achy and sick. Plus, I’m facing the very real-world realities of taxes and deadlines.
Regardless, today was my final online installment of the Tales from a Train series, and I’m thrilled that so many people are enjoying the stories of the people I met along my journey.
I’ve had a lot of questions about the Amtrak Residency, and hope to address some of them here on my blog over the coming week or so, as time permits. I thought I’d delve into the question most people ask: how is the food?
The simple answer is that the meals onboard were decent. Breakfast consisted of cereal, oatmeal or scrambled eggs, with juice, some orange wedges and a biscuit. Lunch was often a spinach salad. Dinner generally involved a meat, some potatoes and vegetables. The turkey with portobello sauce was probably the tastiest, and the tortellini was pretty yummy.
I can and will rave about one thing: the warm date pudding dessert. It wasn’t really a pudding. It wasn’t exactly a cake. I’ll admit that I was skeptical at first, but once I had the moist, soft, cake-pudding-thing, I was hooked. It was soaked in a toffee-caramel sauce and had the consistency of bread pudding. It was so delicious, in fact, that I did not even pause to take a photo.
Because I stopped along the way to see friends and family, I ate all the food from New York to Los Angeles:
Andy’s, a blues and jazz club in Chicago, was a definite highlight.