Standing in line with Dan Blacketor for a quick bite to eat before jumping on our plane to Chennai, I looked over to see what sandwiches were available at the little Heathrow coffee shop/kiosk we were attempting to engage. What I expected to see were things like “Brie and tomato sandwich”, or maybe even “Kidney Pie”, but “Cajun Chicken Flatbread”? Somehow, when I think “Cajun”, I DON’T think “Proper English”. And by the way… that 3.75 isn’t dollars. It’s British Pounds. That means that this little Cajun Chicken Flatbread and a .5 liter Coke will cost you a smooth $10. Kind of like being at the movies back home, idn’t it?
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