The Meal I Didn’t Eat

(Why I Chose the Egg Sandwich Over the Beef Tenderloin : Personal Narrative)

Delta Airline’s sumptuous blueberry tart

Returning from New York, I got a last-minute message from Delta:

You’ve been upgraded to First Class.

A pleasant thing to hear, since my flight back to L.A. was a long one.

After the hot hand towel—which I’m never quite sure what to do with—I was handed a menu. The offerings all looked good: chicken breasts braised i…