The following account is related by Malika Mala Devi Dasi, a preacher in Russia and Kazakhstan.
Once, with Kirtirani Mataji, we performed at a festival in Astana, Kazakhstan. We did not have time to have dinner and rushed to the plane because we were going to be late for the flight. The local devotees handed us a big bag with prasadam.
I said, “Krishna! The flight from Astana to Alma-Ata is just an hour and a half. We don’t need anything, especially at night.”
But Kirtirani said, “I’m hungry!”