"Don't get me wrong, I enjoy good food as much as anybody, but if by good
food you mean that pretentious crap, served to you in the middle of a vast
expanse of white plate, a few dainty morsels that leave you feeling as empty
as your wallet by the evenings end, then count me out.
You're talking to a girl whose idea of a great lunch still includes a plate of
SAOs, real butter, and a jar of vegemite and the making of vegemite worms, call
me a heathen if you must, but taste and substance win out over pretention
ANYTIME."
Amen sister!! preach it to the choir