Karl Klockars

Cellphones camera footage - it'll do.

This past weekend, I did something that might strike fear and loathing into the heart of true gourmets everywhere.  I ate at someplace where I knew it wasn’t going to be very good.  (That “thump” sound you just heard was the forks of “foodies*” dropping to the carpeted restaurant floor, en masse.)

But here’s the deal:  I didn’t care.  It didn’t matter what it was going to taste like.  I didn’t care that it was unhealthy, I didn’t care that it was barely hygenic, I didn’t care that the kitchen was visibly taking its time with my two eggs sunnyside, I didn’t even care if it was edible.  You know why?  Because it didn’t matter.

(That second “thump” was the jaws of above-mentioned foodies’ jaws landing next to their forks.) (more…)