Video: The plate is broken: I'm sick of being told that spending a lot on food is immoral
2024 Author: Cody Thornton | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 12:26
Dear L, I am writing to you to put a definitive point on our discussion yesterday, the same one we had in August and the same as many others before. In February I will go to Copenhagen for a few days with G., we have made a gastronomic program that will end with a dinner at Noma, an award-winning and rather expensive restaurant. In fact, the whole experience will be quite expensive.
I find it extremely unpleasant that you still fail to understand (respect?) My passion with attachments and connectedness. Speak about moral, from ethics about how each of us prefer to spend our money is ridiculous since one guy took 30 to cheat. I don't understand why every time I compare myself with someone outside the circle of food and wine lovers, I am forced to defend my behavior, which is even considered immoral.
Let me remind you a few things:
- You have a 60 inch Full HD TV; up to 3 years ago I had a cathode ray tube (broken) that I used to hold a nice ashtray. Then I bought the cheapest TV from the local store, but it works but it has a flat screen, so I had to reposition the ashtray.
- A week after my return from Copenhagen, you will leave for the Maldives. I have never allowed myself to say that a vacation like this, in my opinion, is brain-damaged, but today, here, I would like to communicate it to you.
- You and your partner own a Smart, a Toyota Prius that you never use, two very expensive Scooters that are changed every two years, at most; G. and I have a very nice car and a scooter, both bought used and destined to remain ours until death (mechanical-technological) does not do us part.
- At 41 you bought the x-box; I the kitchen planetary. Everyone chooses the toys that amuse him.
- You have had every version of the i-Phone; I have one, and it's the fourth phone in 15 years.
- According to you, you spend about a thousand euros a season on clothes; you can find my Indian tailor at counter 32 inside the market in Piazza Vittorio in Rome: all tailor-made at the same prices as in Bangalore
What do you say, it is enough to make you understand that each of us has its priorities? Is that enough to avoid further discussion about how immoral it is to spend money on food and drink?
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