It always surprises me that there are people on television who are paid to talk about good food. There’s a middle-aged chinese lady who could pass for your neighbor’s real estate agent, in a crowded restaurant at a table for 4, talking to her similarly-dressed companion about how onions stir-fried rapidly over high heat are more appropriate for certain dishes, something like that. Whether it’s out of insight or ignorance, I don’t understand how there could be so much room for discussion. In America, where extreme poverty is lacking a refrigerator in your home, I need look no further than the salted peanut and pickled cabbage appetizer at a local chinese restaurant for the best taste I could ask for. Most food already hits this imaginary ceiling of maximum tastefulness, and there’s nothing1 appreciably better, in my perspective.
Maybe it requires an educated and refined talent of taste to truly indulge in food priced above the rational range. Or perhaps so-called expensive food is valued not for its elusive balance of tastes, but for the very sentiment2 of indulging fancy. In fact, it’s could be similar to Las Vegas.
- Cinnabon’s with milk, Chipotle and Coke, Pad see ew with Thai Tea. What’s there to complain about? ↩
- Restaurants and food critics.. smells of a communist conspiracy. ↩
- On the title, it is a play on the common placeholder, foobar, that is used in computer science, and a food bar, which can be inferred to be a kind of restaurant. It relates the message of the post to my tendency to think of things as metaphors for computer science. ↩