Callista and I had a great dinner with greta van susteren and her husband john at one of my favorites l'auberge chez francois in great fallsL'Auberge Chez Francois? Sounds French.
What the heck was the point of it anyway? The take home message I get from it is as follows: Normal Americans should not be discriminating in their tastes (don't fuss if there's no arugula or mustard). That's where I get up in arms. As Americans, we have the right to request whatever the hell we want on our burgers. They don't have to have it, but we can still ask for it. Why should we be one size fits all? Why should we dip our fries in only ketchup? Why should our burger by slathered in ketchup, mayo, and "special sauce?" To accept the status quo; to not desire something greater sounds much more like communist Russia than America. It sounds like difference is to be crushed, new ideas are to be shunned, demanding customers are to be shown the door.
Imagine if the first person who wanted ranch dressing with his chicken nuggets was deemed haughty? We would all be deprived of this staple condiment. The President has discriminating tastes and he likes mustard. It may even be French mustard. This is how the free-market works. When the population desires some product, the market adapts to provide it. Far from an abomination, the desire for personalized and tasty food is a hallmark of the American dream.
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