"Sir, can I offer you a second dessert?"

So for our "last meal" stateside, we opted out of the $17.95 continental breakfast at the hotel, and headed to a nearby Denny's for a "Seattle Slam." NO ONE needs to see pictures of that.


Later, while Hillary conceded on the telly, Jeff and I filled our cheeks with nuts and crackers in the lounge Lufthansa shares with British Airways and Korean Air. Jeff looks like he's ready to throw down here with the lounge lady, but he really wasn't.


We boarded and quickly kicked things off with some pre-departure champagne.


Then an amuse bouche showed up.


After that, our bouches stayed pretty amused.


We both had caviar. And a spicy tuna thingy with tortilla cone.


A nice salad.


Jeff had the filet.


I had the roasted cod.


I had a wild berry Charlotte.


Jeff had bread pudding.


And we both had cheese!

The catering was pretty impressive. We concluded that while United's lie flat bed was more comfortable than Lufthansa's, the food on Lufthansa blows United away.


Jeff went to investigate what was happening back in coach. I didn't want to know.


Back in the first class cocoon, Jeff modeled his Lufthansa pajamas.

We slept a little, and then enjoyed a nice breakfast before landing.


These are real scrambled eggs. We actually heard her scrambling them.

On the ground in Frankfurt, we quickly found a first class lounge, and decided to try for an earlier flight to Helsinki, since we'd rather have more time there than here. Seats were available, so we've now been rebooked on the 2p.


The lounge is quite comfortable.


There are tasty snacks, like the United Nations of Salted Nuts.


And the leg of the proscuitto animal.


And oh dear, a bathtub.


Sorry, i had to.