September 30th, 2006 @ 19:51CT by kangsta
So, eating dinner with my parents for my 22nd was interesting. Of course, they had that coupon somebody always buys us for $100 off at any “swanky” joint in the area/downtown. Of course, since the bill is usualy $250-$300 for nothing, this is an enormous waste.
Now, I’m not a big fan of people being ignorant. For example, if you live in Bourbonnais, IL I wouldn’t expect you to say “Bur-bone-is Ill-es-noises”. To my dismay, most of the residents of that particular country town would say that. Furthermore, I wouldn’t expect a high school graduate to pronounce “segue” as “seh-goo”. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not the world’s foremost speller or grammartical wizard, but I try not to look like a cultural moron.
But, I digress. The thing is, we have people on the other side of the coin who take their cultural fancy-pants status-quo bullshit way too far. For example, we went to Mon Ami Gabi, because it was on the list of 100 fancy-pants restraunts on this god-forsaken gift certificate we get every year and try to expend at our own cost. So, my Korean father goes to the bathroom. He comes back and asks me which is which. Having taken some French in 8th grade and having a general exposure, I told him Messieurs is men and Dames is women (my my, that’s a hote “dame”).
The food was light and good. It was pretty good for our pallets since we’re not fans of greacy food all that much. I can see a lot of Americans being very unhappy with the very expensive and small proportioned meal. I can’t say I’ll ever go back, but it was worth the experience. I can say with confidence, I don’t look forward to French of psueod-French food in the near future.
Basically, fuck the French and their food. No, I take that back. I have nothing against the French, but fuck suburban french restrautns who try to act big. I’m no farmer, but I embrace the American ideals of get off your high horse. But, most importnatly, fuck restraunts who don’t give ANY indication of what is the men or women’s bathrooms. They have translations in English on the menu, yet they find it fitting or unfitting to put goddamn sign or translation on the bathrooms? Perhaps it would take away from the fancy-pants status-quo feeling their patrons get from spending a ton of money on modertly good food. A little fish pretending it’s a shark, because the real French restraunts cost about 2-3X the price.
But alas, those suburbanites can maintain their sense of superiority.
