Late one night (any other time to cross?) when I was crossing Atlantic I heard this on the radio. Lufthansa reported that they had to suspend meal service. Some wag asked, did someone forget to clean the ovens out? Total silence for a LONG time.
When crossing the Atlantic one never knows who they will meet on the radio waves. I was always in the need for relaying a position report (HF, especially portable HF, was notoriously unreliable) so I talked to a lot of airliners, military folks and others plodding or zooming their way across. I once talked to an Iranian C-130. This was when we were still friends.
All this was before GPS, satcom and anything much better than just dropping a bottle out of the window with a note inside it. Still most of us made it thanks to the reliability of aviation piston engines and LOTS of gas.
Best regards,
RA1