The tiny wine only really adds to it though. I could totally see that exact sort of “wine connoisseur liberal” having tiny glasses with less than a mouthful of wine in there, because someone convinced them that it is “cultured” to do so.
Ever been to rich asshole restaurants around Silicon Valley? I have, by invitation.
The portions are comically tiny and everything has a pretentious false-sincerity veneer to it, trying to be “artisinal” and “bespoke” when it doesn’t taste particularly better than any other slop and there’s less of it too.
Ew, that sounds awful. Never understood how that works on people personally. I could go and pay a week’s worth of wages to some “artisanal” restaurant and get a single bite of some random “experimental” meal made from cauliflower and herring, but called like “Appel de la mer” or something.
Or I could just go down to the pub, pay like an 8th of the price and get a better tasting meal that also has 10x the portion size.
I don’t get invited often to such pretentious rich asshole gatherings, but it has happened recently, and each time I am both disappointed and put off by the prices (they tend to not be listed anywhere because it’s lanyard-tier PMCs and up that go there and they don’t have to worry about the costs).
Worse, if I am not super enthusiastic about the bland runny cold slop in front of me (for some reason rich people food is often prepared runny, cold, and slimy, no matter what it was intended to be) I get condescended to and told that I haven’t developed a keen enough sense of taste to appreciate the subtle notes of whatever (they do that shit especially with wine and whiskey) and they try to take pity on me.
The tiny wine only really adds to it though. I could totally see that exact sort of “wine connoisseur liberal” having tiny glasses with less than a mouthful of wine in there, because someone convinced them that it is “cultured” to do so.
Ever been to rich asshole restaurants around Silicon Valley? I have, by invitation.
The portions are comically tiny and everything has a pretentious false-sincerity veneer to it, trying to be “artisinal” and “bespoke” when it doesn’t taste particularly better than any other slop and there’s less of it too.
Ew, that sounds awful. Never understood how that works on people personally. I could go and pay a week’s worth of wages to some “artisanal” restaurant and get a single bite of some random “experimental” meal made from cauliflower and herring, but called like “Appel de la mer” or something.
Or I could just go down to the pub, pay like an 8th of the price and get a better tasting meal that also has 10x the portion size.
I don’t get invited often to such pretentious rich asshole gatherings, but it has happened recently, and each time I am both disappointed and put off by the prices (they tend to not be listed anywhere because it’s lanyard-tier PMCs and up that go there and they don’t have to worry about the costs).
Worse, if I am not super enthusiastic about the bland runny cold slop in front of me (for some reason rich people food is often prepared runny, cold, and slimy, no matter what it was intended to be) I get condescended to and told that I haven’t developed a keen enough sense of taste to appreciate the subtle notes of whatever (they do that shit especially with wine and whiskey) and they try to take pity on me.
Assholes.
I’ve been to one, once. I have since made it my business to ensure I never get invited to another one.
I know exactly what you mean by everything being cold, slimy and bland. There’s more flavour in unbuttered toast.
Fuck subtlety, food should be loud that’s what makes spicy food so damn good!
(Though the whitebread “elite” would probably melt if they ever had to eat anything with a chilli pepper in it.)