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30 September 1996

A Bad Dinner on Earth

Jim said his portion of Trader Giotto's Fresh Vegetable Lasagna Pasadena looked inedible. He asked me if I wanted it, but he was right: it really didn't look very appealing.

"I only touched it with my fork; I didn't eat any" he said, in case I thought I'd catch AIDS from him. I've known Jim for years; he should have known better. Or maybe he was just having a bad night.

I wondered if he was often treated as a pariah. I didn't know how I could explain that airplane food only tastes good a few miles away from earth.

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