
Expedition
Log

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Expedition Log: July
21, 2001
Jonas Parker, Young
Explorers Team
Seattle,
Washington
While most members of the
expedition needed to travel to Seattle to start the voyage
to Alaska, Jonas Parker, a member of the Young Explorers
Team, was already in Alaska, and needed to travel to Seattle
to accompany the expedition back to Alaska. A few days
before, expedition members were sent an electronic mail
message describing the very rich, exotic dinner served at
the start of the original Harriman Alaska Expedition on May
23, 1899:
Bill of
Fare
Neck clams, green turtle
consomme, cucumbers
Baked blue fish with fine herbs, potato Saratoga
Prime roast beef, roast Philadelphia capon, potatoes,
spinach, peas
Peach fritters, tomato salad
Apple tapioca pudding, hard and brandy sauce, ice cream,
assorted cake
Preserved fruit marmalade, dried Canton ginger
English and graham wafers, strawberries and cream
Roquefort, Canadian Camembert and Edam Cheese, Danish
water crackers
Café noir
2001 expeditioners were asked
to describe their first meal as they began their voyage a
century later.
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Expedition
members had a sendoff dinner at Seattle's Olympic
Hotel. (Photo by National Ocean Service, NOAA).
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image for a larger view.
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This morning proved that Old Mother Hubbard's
cupboards were indeed bare. Instead of feasting on Rice Crispies, I downed
some orange juice and decided to hold out for airline food. As much as
most people complain about airline food, I really don't mind it so much.
In a way, it gives you a sense of freedom. You've left home, and are headed
out for wherever. It's the first step of your trip and it tends to make
the airline food take on a certain zest.
Unfortunately for my meal plans,
the flight was non-stop from Sitka to Seattle. Thus Alaska
Airlines must have thought that there simply would not be
enough time to amply digest one of their famous airline
meals. Instead they came through the cabin distributing a
"drink" and "in-flight snack." Too kind, really.
I downed my chocolate chip muffin and Coke with
a no doubt surprising speed. Without skipping a beat, I proceeded to look
about: "Where's the rest of it?!" A flight attendant approached, but instead
of bearing more muffins, she came holding a garbage bag. She asked, "Are
you done, sir?" I would have liked to nod my head and say, "No" at the
same time, but instead I replied, "Yes, thank you."
Having finished the expansive meal, I kicked
back in my seat and stared out the window at the fog-shrouded landscape
of the Inside Passage which lay far below. The somber landscapelooked,
somehow, hungry.
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