If you don’t appreciate it folks, go to McDonald’s

A cheeky weekend with Mrs B in Dublin. A lovely weekend. The weather, the city, the pubs and the lovely Mrs B.

We were savouring an exquisite dinner, prepared for us by top chefs at the top of their game. The delightful Camden Kitchen. Boxes are ticked for menu, ambiance, romance, vino. The whole nine yards.

And yet…

As the ‘Kitchen is an intimate venue the table next to us is, well, very next to us. Mind-your-elbows next to us.

The young lady was either being stood up or dining alone I surmised. Then her friend arrived. Lovely people I’m sure: neighbourly, well turned out, good table manners.

And yet…

Here’s the thing. IMHO if you come to a great restaurant, order exquisite food prepared by a top chef you should pay attention to your damn food. I am noticing as they pick through dinner they do not pause for breath let alone pause to notice, let alone mention the plates in front of them.

It breaks my heart.

Of course, it’s not my place to tell people what to do but my opinion is… if you don’t appreciate fine food, have a gossip whilst you eat in McDonald’s.

I suppose restaurateurs are happy to have paying covers. Although I’d suggest that decent chefs in their independent kitchens would prefer to be appreciated than merely paid. In the same way that automotive designers weep when their years of toil on fine design are merely driven to the shops and back.

Then there’s music, computers and pretty much anything designed with high performance in mind.

How many things in life are crafted with skill, delivered with care, consumed with ignorance.

Just because you’ve money, there should be some other criteria before you’re allowed to partake in good stuff. A passport to entry of some kind? Hmmm. On this basis, I wonder if I’d be allowed to play the saxophones I own? (As they are clearly better horns than I am a musician.) Would I be allowed to drink wine? What about my running shoes?

Hardly anyone would be granted an Apple user licence, Range Rover would go out of business.

It’s my inner engineering geek and asthete ranting here. My conscious pragmatist says you pays your money, you takes your choice. When we step outside Mrs B stops for a photo and the mural strikes me as word perfect…

Life is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Life is a once in a lifetime opportunity: so take time to notice the food in front of you!

For the record, Mrs B and I have a wonderful meal: pigeon, venison, goats cheese and ox cheek. I do enjoy and occasional McDonald’s breakfast: a sausage’n’egg McMuffin since you’re asking. With a tea. One sugar. (Shoot me now.)

In the words of the great Ferris Bueller:

Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

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2 thoughts on “If you don’t appreciate it folks, go to McDonald’s

  1. Ferris Bueller was a wise man …

    I’m with you, Mr B, I do like my food – you’d never me able to tell from my waistline, ahem – and it does seem odd that if you’re going to pay a princely sum for something above the run-of-the-mill that you don’t stop to appreciate the value you’ve just shelled out for.

    There’s nowt so queer as folk, eh?

  2. Jen Creese

    Agree on all points aforementioned! Fortunately, we enjoy our cooking and eating it! Love, Jen

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