Suvarnabhumi Sky Loft

Checking into our domestic flight with AirAsia, an orange sign with cool scratchity white font loomed overhead: "Sky Loft" With the promise of food and dessert, and with two hours until our flight, we took the escalator up one floor to check it out. Inside was a classy foodcourt of sorts, a sleek modern design, offering Western fusion food. We circled the court in awe of the massive sandwiches, fresh salads, beautiful-looking desserts displayed around us, and we decided to buy a food card, even though, in my case, I'd eaten lunch about 40 minutes before.



I got a Caesar salad, which was very fresh. The dressings were displayed so 1) I got to choose my own amount, saving me from the constantly overdressed state of caesar and 2) I got to mix it up a little: I added a garlic vinegarette which was delicious.

Then, I wanted to get a glass of wine. I walked over to the drinks bar, where they were advertising 6 types of wine by the glass- 3 reds, 3 whites, one of each from France, Australia, and Chile. The only bottle they had open was the Australian white, which was way too sweet. They wouldn't open the other bottles for me to taste. In this decision they lost: One point for customer service, and 200 baht I would have paid for a glass of dry wine.

Michelle got an apricot tart, which was okay. Meh. Nothing to write home about. The crust was kinda dry, it was so sweet I thought they used dried apricots until Michelle corrected me that that's what happens to apricots when you bake them. The desserts lady was slightly rude to Michelle as well, which cost another customer service point.
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But this is why I will never return to the Sky Loft:

After whetting my palette with garlic vinegarette, being denied my glass of vino, and scarfing down a dry-crusted tart, I was thirsty, so I went back to the drinks bar and asked for a bottle of water, handing them my food card. It wasn't until I was walking back, unscrewing the cap, and folding up the receipt until I looked down and saw this:

SEVENTY BAHT.

Yes, friends, seventy baht for a plain old bottle of 7 baht water. I choked. I sat down. I hyperventilated. I fanned myself. The moment passed, but still whenever I think of these words "Sky Loft" I cringe, thinking of 63 baht I could have saved. Thinking of the wine I could have had. And wondering if the garlicky Caesar was really worth the heartache?