So I'm sitting in Barista with my friends in India and eating a smoked chicken sandwich which costs 45 rupees or so. Thats one dollar. It's kinda funny that when I first came to the US, I used to convert everything into rupees. Now I do the opposite in India.
Anyways, I eat the sandwich but leave the hard edges uneaten. 'Cause I guess I've become Americanized and that's what Americans apparently do. Just like they leave the hard crust of a pizza untouched and uneaten while an Indian (apparently) will eat the whole thing wrapper and all. I have it on very good authority.
My friend D who is observing me closely with a hungry look on his face, frowns at me. D didn't order anything to eat. The reason he didn't order anything is because he was pissed off at the manager. D had wanted an iced coffee or some shit that had ice in it. And he had been told that they do not have ice. That made D mad because according to D, everytime he went to any Barista, they always told him that he couldn't have the iced shit because they were out of ice. So, D gave the Barista manager a piece of his mind, advising him that if they didn't have any ice they should just take down the fucking menu that contained any references to ice, for God's sake. And that just because they did not have any ice, he would not be ordering anything at all. They had just lost his business, D raged.
So now, as D watches me discarding the hard sandwich crust, he says, "What are you doing man? There are people starving in Africa and you are discarding food? Shame on you." And D opens a packet of ketchup lying on the table, spreads it all over my uneaten crusts and starts belting them.
And I say "But D, I don't understand. How are the starving people of Africa going to be benefited by you eating my bread crusts with ketchup?"
And far off in the distance, I hear a pin drop.
5 comments:
i dont think it is an american thing not to eat the crust. I have always hated the crust. Why would someone eat the crust after eating the juicy cheesy part of the pizza. It kind of ruins the end.
Eating the crust is like eating those "outer" slices of bread. Which are baked on one side and soft on the other. I hate them. Some people will love them. These people had sinned in their past lives, and have no choice but to enjoy what is really punishment.
And of course the starving people in Africa will be benefited. Your friend will eat the crust. The manager will think "Bugger did not order anything because I didn't have ice. Now he's eating pizza crust with ketchup, both of which, if I recall right, do not have ice. Serves him right, the [bad word] [bad word]'.
This relieves him of his day long frustration of having to serve absolute morons who can't decide if they wanted capucchino, latte or mocha when he knows their taste buds don't give a fuck. In fact, this relieves him so much, that he goes out and donates to a charity that serves food to hungry children in Africa.
i agree. i know lots of people who leave the crust.
i don't. Maybe i was African in a previous birth
:)
Reminds me of a t-shirt which read " Frink your vodka, there are people dying of thirst in Russia."
Sorry, I think D was right. I still believe in human condition responsabilities. But USA movies tend to poop in my socialist intentions with big food wars or lots of tissues made rubbish in a second, and etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
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