Terminal 1 is one of the odder ones I’ve ever encountered. Very cramped, lots of high end stores, but no decent place to eat. Instead of the more modern kiosks with fruit, salads, and reasonable sandwiches, it’s full of garbage food more typical of the 70s. Our gate seats seem to be merging with an odd bar.
So it didn’t surprise me that the fellow in front of me at Hudson News was buying a stack of gaudy looking chocolate bars. I figured it was some NYC schlock. But OMG, I didn’t expect this horror:
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