socialized meal 10/24/09

in america, where we're petrified of fat, and ironically, are fat, the marriage of cream, potatoes, butter, salt and cheese is called "disgusting." in france, it's called dinner.

france is famous for a lot of things; the eiffel tower, the mona lisa, the arc de triomphe, giving up, wine, but not heart disease and obesity, which, given what i had for dinner, is kind of shocking.

there have been books written about why the french don't get fat, but it always involves red wine or walking or blah, blah, who cares. don't waste your money. it's because the french aren't afraid of fat. in america, we'll have cottonseed oil in our bread, but won't put butter on it. we eat those awful baked potato chips that taste like a closet, but we drink fake orange juice with canola oil. (seriously, check the bottle of sunny d, ingredient #9.)

while america is busy running from fat and fucking drinking it at breakfast, the french will take a piece of bread and smother it with cheese. it's called honesty and given america's obsession with a perfect facade and clandestine indiscretions (mark foley, ted haggard, larry "foot tapper" craig, bob "blow you for a $20" allen), it's no wonder that we're more comfortable drinking fat juice than just having a piece of cheese and calling it a day.

anyway, here's that cheese-cream-potato thing i had for dinner:



that would be a cheese crust on top.







i'm glad i'm in a country with socialized health care, because my cholesterol is higher than coolio at lax and i'm probably going to need it.