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Oct 5, dinner. Aboard Delta flight Atlanta to Paris. I have NO idea why they sprinkled the same salty cheese on top of everything, but they did, and so of course it all tasted kind-of the same. The salad at the top was a travesty, and the beet thing on the right was miserable--ruined beets. On the left was something that was supposed to be tuna and beans and it was OK.