3 out of the last 4 flights I flew on Southwest, they comped me a beer (two beers on one of those, come to think of it). These particular trips it was just the kids and myself. My kids aren’t especially well- nor ill-behaved, but I guess I looked frazzled: “you look like you could use a drink.”
My wife’s Ethiopian and I get this a lot (at least, on a first visit to a given home). There will be a nice spread of wat, tibs, and injera* and, off to one side, a well-intentioned plate of lasagna or spaghetti that was made for my benefit. There’s an amount of surprise when I go for the good stuff.
*A note for gluten-liberationists: I’ve often seen injera touted as being gluten-free, but this is only applicable if you’re actually in Ethiopia, or pay extra for the imported teff injera. Injera made in the US is almost invariably cut with barley and/or wheat flour, so be aware.
