Some peoples’ mindset of ~all opinions are equally valid~ will never cease to amaze me because wow, there are a lot of really fucking shitty mindsets out there and how in the world could you possibly be okay with all of them? Who is so devoid of conviction and belief in their own morals that they actually think that all opinions on the planet are just fuckin’ dandy?
newsflash: SOME OPINIONS SUCK THE WAD
D.W. Hunter, the great grandson of Anna Short Harrington, the woman who became “Aunt Jemima,” has filed a class action lawsuit against PepsiCo Inc., its subsidiary Quaker Oats Co. , Pinnacle Foods and its onetime suitor, Hillshire Brands Co., on behalf of all of her great grandchildren.
this is the only article I’ve seen that has mad details about why this lawsuit is being filed.
whats the meaning of life? son, its those little tiny pumpkins. the ones that are mad small. you know the ones i mean.
Why is it that people are willing to spend $20 on a bowl of pasta with sauce that they might actually be able to replicate pretty faithfully at home, yet they balk at the notion of a white-table cloth Thai restaurant, or a tacos that cost more than $3 each? Even in a city as “cosmopolitan” as New York, restaurant openings like Tamarind Tribeca (Indian) and Lotus of Siam (Thai) always seem to elicit this knee-jerk reaction from some diners who have decided that certain countries produce food that belongs in the “cheap eats” category—and it’s not allowed out. (Side note: How often do magazine lists of “cheap eats” double as rundowns of outer-borough ethnic foods?)
Yelp, Chowhound, and other restaurant sites are littered with comments like, “$5 for dumplings?? I’ll go to Flushing, thanks!” or “When I was backpacking in India this dish cost like five cents, only an idiot would pay that much!” Yet you never see complaints about the prices at Western restaurants framed in these terms, because it’s ingrained in people’s heads that these foods are somehow “worth” more. If we’re talking foie gras or chateaubriand, fair enough. But be real: You know damn well that rigatoni sorrentino is no more expensive to produce than a plate of duck laab, so to decry a pricey version as a ripoff is disingenuous. This question of perceived value is becoming increasingly troublesome as more non-native (read: white) chefs take on “ethnic” cuisines, and suddenly it’s okay to charge $14 for shu mai because hey, the chef is ELEVATING the cuisine.