Chutney, What?

We had a three hour flight from NJ back into Texas. I sat in a middle seat with Devil in the aisle and our friend in the window. I had a horrible cold, so the pressure was incredibly painful and I couldn’t hear any conversation, unless they were yelling. Have you ever been on a flight where people are loud, and you can hear them 20 rows back? Yeah. That was us. LOL. Our friend was hungry so he ordered the cheese plate, but it had 2 pieces of cheese and a few crackers. He sent it back, looked at the menu and saw that there was a $9 ham sandwich. Who doesn’t like ham? Devil also ordered a ham sandwich. I couldn’t taste anything so I opted to not pay $9 for a pre-made sandwich. They both took a bite and immediately gave me their sandwiches. It had a strawberry chutney spread on it. It was on both slices of bread, so there was no scraping it off. I ended up eating two sandwiches while they had some discussion about “who puts strawberry chutney on a sandwich?”. Our buddy kept asking me- you like that? Heh. I don’t know because I can’t taste it so it doesn’t matter. LOL. The reaction of both of them was entertaining, but I did feel bad because that was the only thing on the menu with substance, besides a fruit bowl and cheese platter… weird, but whatever.