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Re: We are all Slave now.
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Originally Posted by sebastian_dangerfield
ETA: This reminded me of one more maddening thing about the suburbs: Food wasting.
Every party must involve twenty different dishes, many brought by guests. All portions are huge (the shrimp tray has it own zip code, and the crudite eats up half the kitchen island). And nobody eats any of it (I believe, paralyzed by the paradox of choice: "I'd like a donut hole. But I can't decide which coconut variant of the 17 offered is the best choice, and I don't want to look like a neophyte. Maybe I'll just take a bite of one of the fourteen plates of Humboldt Fog. But... which one is the best?")
Because every children's party needs to have 740 crab claws. And a 1/1000th size Mayan pyramid of melon balls. Like edible assortments? Well, there's one in every room. Nothing like a houseful of kids running around on cream carpeting with massive genetically engineered franken-strawberries covered in chocolate.
And we haven't even ordered the 37 pizzas for the kids yet!
Would you like a craft beer? You look like a craft beer kind of guy. There's a metal bathtub in the gazebo filled with a six pack of each of the 48 varieties of Sam Adams... and something called Landshark. Looked like fun! Drink up. The wife and I are wine drinkers. We're just going to throw away what's left... Or at least what'll fit in the front-end loader we use to clean up after these things!
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It's weird how parties in the city (and the country) always have exactly enough food and drink. No wastage. Weird.
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