A Humble Request – Please ignore grammatical errors. IIT has not been good for the health of my English
There must be some part of the human brain that helps us appreciate western food, and all I know is that I definitely don’t have that. You might say I don’t have a good taste or that I haven’t been to the good places yet.
But call it my soon to come utter disrespect for such food or my pig-headedness, I am done with the over-rated bland/pseudo-spicy/slimy food. This realisation of my deep loathing, that should have come a long time
back, sadly, came to me in SelectCity Walk, when I was trying to convince myself that the 500 something bucks that I have paid for the thin HAAGEN DAZS (or whatever the stupid spelling is) pancakes have not gone waste.
But of course, you can only convince yourself in the presence of a reliable evidence. And I had none. I will not, at any point, try to discourage anyone from going to this or any other food(oops, ice-cream) chain, and I will
not claim that what I ate there was very bad. All I know now, is that finally it is not my fundamental duty to go and try out every random food place everywhere. I had heard people gushing
about pancakes and waffles and this bakery and that. I have been to almost all that they have recommended and all I was rewarded with was disappointment.
Coming back to the topic, the pancakes were wafer thin, not properly cooked and the smell of caramel was making me giddy. I should have taken a hint when I was the only one entering the place. It’s good to see that
not everyone is just as stupid. I quietly ate as much as I could let myself and then decided that never again shall I be deceived by the nice lights and the smooth menu cards of such places. Bland, raw food is not my thing.
I remember making funny faces when I saw a guy eating – sorry, relishing – a huge bowl full of mashed potatoes and butter. I was smarter then. Few things have changed since then. Most of the food outside of the
Indian cuisine and almost all the food that is served in the malls is beyond the understanding of my taste buds.
This experience of mine led me to ask the question – Why did I and many other people like me still go and eat at such places and try to make ourselves believe that maybe, just maybe all the people who sing such
praises of all these places are sane ? They might be, but we certainly are not. The kind of people we associate with, the lifestyle we have adopted, spending(wasting) money is fun, fun is any western thing(any shit from
the other side of the globe), and liking and following and buying that is acceptance. Acceptance into the cooler section of the society. It gives a sense of validation. ”Hey look I just ate at Mc D ! My life so frickkin fun !! ”
I know that people don’t really do that, but it is the almost the same thing. But with this desire for validation also lingers this knowledge that we are fooling ourselves. This endless pursuit stems only from deep seated
insecurities, not for the people who like such food, but those who don’t and try to tell themselves they do. And this is not limited to food only. I can go on and on about this, but let us not take the spotlight away
from the pathetic pancakes of the retarded over-priced, glossy food-place(due to the lack of a better word). You may like it, he may like it, I can not.Sadly this truth has dawned upon me countless restaurants and thousands of rupees later.
This might be a personal problem and I might be a ‘Gawaar’, who can not appreciate high quality Belgian or French food, but if you ask me, I hardly find snails (check out french cuisine) edible, let alone delicious.