April 1, lunch. Chicago winds delayed incoming flights so I actually bought food from the Tucson Airport: "Cheeseburger, Cheeseburger." But didn't get to finish it because they called my delayed flight an hour before it was supposed to be delayed (don't worry, you don't have to understand that). Expensive and not that good. I didn't want it Well Done, but they said there was no other way they would make it. Blah.