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Correct opinions ShalissaCountry code: us, country type: geoip, valid: 1  185

Glasses are not hot.

Except for the occasional exception, glasses make most people about 20% less attractive than they actually are.

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The correct order of Windows versions from best to worst is
7, XP, 10, 98, 3.1, Vista, 95, 8, ME
11 doesn't count because it's a virus

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>>191
Vista is best because it gave us this masterpiece. JustinRPG - I Hate This Windows Vista Tonight
Who the fuck cares about an OS?

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>>192 you can really feel the pain and understand his suffering
even JustinRPG remembers the horror of ME

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>>191
I think I agree with this list, except I preferred 95 over 3.1, no matter how bugged it was. It was still more comfortable to use.

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Tell me I'm the sexist boy in the bathhouse. Tell me all the secrets that can't leave my mouth.

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>>392
I've never taken a dick in my entire life, so I don't think that would apply to me.

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>>414
I could give you a reach around.

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>>416
I don't think you would want that. My body is far too masculine for your tastes.

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Duck meat > chicken meat

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>>1492
Geese > ducks. Which sucks because I actually adore geese. I used to have a pet goose as a kid. They're extremely affectionate with people. (Especially if they imprinted on you) She was a beautiful white one and quite large even for a female.

Also geese eggs are absolutely delicious. Duck eggs > chicken eggs. Unless your chickens are raised at home. Then it's pretty tied. You want your birds to be eating insects. The protien is good for that.

That actually reminds me.. it's vegetarian week this month..
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>>1548
That looks absolutely delicious

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Hot takes thread? Hot takes thread.

>It's the responsibility of a country to look after its people, not the other way around. If a state doesn't serve the common person, what purpose does it even serve?

>If you emigrate to a new country you should make an effort to integrate yourself with its culture and customs.
>Drawn, fictional porn is always morally okay, no matter the content. Nobody's actually getting hurt so it doesn't matter. Getting worked up over it is like getting mad that you can kill people in Grand Theft Auto.
>Late-stage capitalism isn't much better than feudalism. We just replaced the hereditary autocracy with rich people.
>There should be a statute of limitations on cancelling people. Not a formal one, but if it's just something like Justin Trudeau wearing blackface twenty years ago who honestly fucking cares. It's like we keep forgetting people grow and mature over the course of their lives.
>The Rooney Rule and its derivatives are dumb. People should be hired based on merit and suitability, not skin colour.
>Religion does not give you the right to deny other people basic rights. Ever.
>Muslim women should not be required to wear the burqa. Women have the same right to be seen as men do.
>Sonic Adventure 1 is not a good video game. It is a very fun video game but it is not a good video game. Quality and player enjoyment are entirely different metrics. There are many other such cases.

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>>1562
>Late-stage capitalism isn't much better than feudalism. We just replaced the hereditary autocracy with rich people.

The gap between the poor and the rich has gotten wider than ever in recorded human history.
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>>1563
Serfdom, bro.

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>>1566
Why don't you surf this dick with your ass?

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>>1562
Cars are a blight

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>>185
You are wrong and glasses are cute.

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>>185
It depends on how primal you are.
Glasses means poor eyesight which is not okay for the unga-bunga must make healthy babies monkey brain.

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>>2761
It must be painful being this wrong this often.
>>2766
This post cured my homosexuality! I'm straight guys!

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Oh Hell naw, you can't just disrespect me like that and delete your posts. You're making me finna have to come over there and spank that ass like I was playing Donkey Kong Jungle Beat
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>>2773
Slide in my DMs if you want to talk about it. If not, I hope you end up feeling better.

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>>1550
Indeed

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>>3575
Were they safety glasses?

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>>3577
<<Blood, ocular fluid, agony, and lost eye sight.
Ah. That would have been nasty. At least you would have had an excuse to wear an eyepatch.

Berserk (2016) - Opening 1 [4K 60FPS | Creditless | CC]

You'd be like Guts. Or Big Boss. Or Fexa. Or someone else cool with an eyepatch. Glad you didn't get hurt. (I forgot about how brutal that scene is. Gut's girlfriend is getting raped in front of his eyes while he fights demons; he's forced to cut his own arm off; and then another demon pins him down and crushes his eyeball with a talon.)

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>>3577 glad you're ok. that could have gone worse in so many different ways.

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>>3591 are you going to get it replaced?

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>>185
Are Flasks hot?

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>>3594
Did you fill it with hot fluids?
*Boop*

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This is 2B's imouto.

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>>185
>Except for the occasional exception, glasses make most people about 20% less attractive than they actually are.
Ouch.

A somewhat related note, but I absolutely despise the trope of a character pulling off someone's glasses and going all "look u do bootiful underneath dat" crap.
Might as well just say "I prefer you blind". It's crap. These characters aren't wearing glasses by choice, it's because they fucking need them. And it's always treated like they're pulling that character out of their shell, as though they wear glasses because of their anxieties, and not the other way around.

Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs is the only one who did it right.

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>>4554
>>4554
>>4554
>pulling off someone's glasses and going all "look u do bootiful underneath dat" crap.
Too be fair like more than half of the case that is true in like 90% of all cases. (I'm good at math!) Glasses are just a detriment that people think make them look better. Like lip implants. I prefer to look at eyes, eye to eye; right as I lean over and give someone a soft kiss on the cheek; glasses just get in the way of that.

To be honest all I can think of is this for some reason:

Dota 2 Slander
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>>4557
Sure, sure, and I bet someone without a massive scar on their face'd look better without it too, but it's not gonna be some 'true love' swooning move to be all "Yeah, you should put your hair over that".

Personally, I like the way glasses break up the face some. Similar to facial hair, really.
Which incidentally, also gets in the way of shit.

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isis did nothing wrong

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>>4569
That's because you're wrong.The only people into glasses girls are big fat nerdy losers.

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>>4577
Girls, boys, it doesn't really matter. Glasses are cute on all of them.
>nerdy
Hmm, now which is better I wonder... The guy who'll talk your ear off about their fantasy football team of Lebron James and Michael Phelps, or the guy who'll tell you the ethereal lore of Marathon and show you their gunpla collection complete with a painted mastergrade with custom rocket booster pack...

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>>4578
>Girls, boys, it doesn't really matter. Glasses are cute on all of them.
The only acceptable time to wear glasses is if they are sunglasses and it's at night.

>The guy who'll talk your ear off about their fantasy football team of Lebron James and Michael Phelps, or the guy who'll tell you the ethereal lore of Marathon and show you their gunpla collection complete with a painted mastergrade with custom rocket booster pack...


I've been keeping up with the Dodgers lately in baseball. Today, the LAD are going up against the Colorado Rockies. Right now Ohtani is considered one of the best players in the league which I think is interesting considering he is a Japanese man. It makes sense considering Japan loves baseball to this day (Which is why there's commonly a baseball episode in anime). Yup, them Dodgers sure are doing great this year.

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>>4587
>I've been keeping up with the Dodgers lately
Ew

>he only acceptable time to wear glasses is if they are sunglasses and it's at night

Sunglasses are not attractive. Wearing them for necessity is fine, but they don't look good, they don't make you look better, they actively hide a part of you instead.

Why'd you make a 'correct opinions' thread if all your opinions are gonna be wrong?

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>>4594
My family watches sports sometimes. So, I watch it to have something to talk with them about that we can both understand. I'm pretty shameless about that; and I don't pretend to be some big sports guy with people as a front. To be honest I don't know shit about the teams really. I can just appreciate the social context and some admittedly good plays.

>>4594
>Sunglasses are not attractive. Wearing them for necessity is fine, but they don't look good, they don't make you look better, they actively hide a part of you instead
Corey Hart - Sunglasses At Night (Official Music Video)
>2:56 -- He is tossing and turning because he can't get a full night's sleep without his sunglasses
Maybe if you're already ugly and uncool. It's like wearing a fedora. It isn't going to instantly make you look mysterious and attractive. The man makes the clothing, not the other way around; however sunglasses can make a person's cool factor automatically rise by a few points. Glasses can instantly turn a 10 into a 2. Sunglasses can turn a person -10degrees C on the coolness factor.

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>>4600
I only ever watched Cubs v Braves games. Which basically means nothing.

> It's like wearing a fedora.

Cringe
I've got more taste than that.
That's why I've been walking the town in thongs, cargos, and a Hawaiian shirt.

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>>4614
>Cubs
The only thing I really know about the cubs is that they were a sorry team and won the world series after like 100 years. I just know that it inspired a really, really good emo song.
Did the Cubs Just Win the World Series?
>thongs, cargos, and a Hawaiian shirt.
I'll stick to my steel toed boots, skinny jeans, and graphic tees

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>>4616
Steel toed boots're fine, but skinny jeans are just disgusting.

>The only thing I really know about the cubs is that they were a sorry team and won the world series after like 100 years

That's pretty much it.
I sadly missed it, as I was delivering pizza at the time.
Kind of irks me, now, in all honesty.
But then, baseball's a bit dull to watch.

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>>4617
>baseball's a bit dull to watch
>correct opinions

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>>4618
It beats Football with its constant interruptions, and it's a nice set more paced than something like Basketball which goes all over the place.
But it's still not exactly super eventful.

Really fun at the actual stadiums, at least. But then. that's mostly the environment, and if you're inclined, family.

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>>4617
Steel toe boots like Doc Martins... or vans or something.
>skinny jeans are disgusting
Oh hell nah! I👏know👏you👏ain't👏coming👏for👏me!

👏👏👏

Boy you NO room to be talking about pants. Zero! Besides I look good in them. Speaking of tastes: thongs? Really? I would have roasted your ass if I saw those on your feet without hesitation


I used to think baseball was really boring. I still won't put it on out of my own time, but it's actually pretty easy to just watch and shoot the shit with people. I feel like it's more eventful that football tbh fam smdh

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>>4620
I recognize the inherent unfashionability of thongs.
However;
Have you considered that they are extremely comfortable?
That they allow your feet to breathe on a hot summer day?
That they are both easy to put on, and easy to remove?

Where you, so devoted to fashion that you'd wear tight uncomfortable skinny jeans, insist upon closed-toed shoes made of steel even in the heat, I am unconcerned of the opinions of lesser men.
I am above them. Why should I care about the opinion of worms? My clothes are comfortable, and my hawaiian shirts are rad.

>. I feel like it's more eventful that football tbh fam smdh

100%.
Football is minutes of setup for seconds of action.
Can't stand it.

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>>4620
I have a pair of steel toe boots on me right now.

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>>4629
I have a pair of south african light weight boots next to me.
They're pretty excellent. No steel toe, though.

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>>4623
I would rather wear crocs than a pair of thongs.
>Comfortable
I can't stand the plastic that goes between toes.
>Where you, so devoted to fashion that you'd wear tight uncomfortable skinny jeans, insist upon closed-toed shoes made of steel even in the heat, I am unconcerned of the opinions of lesser men. I am above them. Why should I care about the opinion of worms? My clothes are comfortable, and my hawaiian shirts are rad.
You wish to have your cake and eat it too. The hypocrisy is thick in the air. You criticize me for my shoes and jeans, yet have you considered I wear them because those are comfortable for me? If your shoes fit correctly you won't have to worry about any discomfort, especially when they're broken in. Not to mention they are functional and stylish. The steel toe is quite functional for many different tasks that come up in life. As for my jeans, they are actually quite flexible due to the different materials they were made with. -- But then again what would I expect from an oversized cricket-eating lizard?
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>>4629
I have two pairs. My old naval black boots and a pair of Doc Martins. I have some vans, but they're getting torn apart.

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>>4638
Pretty rad. They're a nice brown color and come with some big brass buckles.

>>4643
>crocs
Sweat magnets. No thank you.

>yet have you considered I wear them because those are comfortable for me?

Perhaps in the same way one can grow used to sleeping on a stone table, or find the soreness of a muscle pleasant.

They aren't designed to be comfortable.
Irrespective of fit or break in, both skinny jeans and steel toed boots are set with a purpose above the comfort.
Skinny jeans to make your legs thin, and steel toe boots to protect those toes.
They'll be heavy and cumbersome, with inadequate breathing.

>But then again what would I expect from an oversized cricket-eating lizard?

Wow, rude! I'll have you know I dine on only the finest of grilled cheeses and macaronis!

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>>4681
>Sweat magnets

They literally have HOLES across the entire shoe. Are your feet like Niagra Falls with sweat, WHAT THE FUCK!

Senator Kelly's Death Scene | X-Men (2000) Movie Clip HD 4K

IS this you?

>Perhaps in the same way one can grow used to sleeping on a stone table, or find the soreness of a muscle pleasant.

I've actually slept on the ground quite a bit and wearing a pair of skinny jeans is nothing like that. Then again *Sniff* I actually do man-work.

>Wow, rude! I'll have you know I dine on only the finest of grilled cheeses and macaronis!

NOOO! I've seen what cheese does to you and you will actually kill the entire village that you live in. You aren't legally allow to be within the vicinity of dairy products within a 10 mile radius
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Wait... Are those dolphin shorts? My hidden weakness

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>>4689
Doesn't matter. They're made of plasticy rubber, and absolutely turn into a swamp in humid weather.

> I've seen what cheese does to you

I am actually currently dying because of having a high quality grilled cheese last night.

Sacrifices must be made sometimes. I suffer out of necessity.

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>>4694
>Sacrifices must be made sometimes. I suffer out of necessity.
Just don't eat the cheese!
The World Before and After Watching Edgerunners
Just. Don't. Eat. The. CHEEESE!
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>>4689
>>4694
mmmm.... Croc Butter.

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>>4696
>making cheese out of the sweat from crocs

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>>4695
You can't, and won't, stop me.
Death is inevitable. Pain is a part of reality.
I will eat the cheese.

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>>4702
I choose to allow you to live under the illusion of free will. If I so desired, I could snap my fingers and erase the very concept of cheese.

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>>4707
I'm gonna go buy mozzarella sticks tomorrow just to spite you.

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>>4711
You won't do it.

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>>4712
We'll see.
Admittedly that shit is overpriced...

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Most vacaloid songs sound like shit, and it's only the hidden gems, memes, and character designs that keep people interested.

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>>4730
I want to spank a peridot.

Maybe that will keep things interesting.

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KOF > SF

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>>4943
Cute

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Studio WIT is the best anime company

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My little pony made me queer

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So-called Final Fantasy games after V are not Final Fantasy games.

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>>5229
WONG

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>>5231 You heard me. That is my correct opinion.
>>5233 III/VI was a great game, but it wasn't Final Fantasy.

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It always rains on a THORSDAY

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Eat the pudding is the best option

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>>6409 does that require eating your meat first?

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>>6409
eat the puddin'
eat the puddin'
eat the puddin'

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>>185
Tanks are the best ground vehicle ever

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>>4943
>>7949
Oh nom nom

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Easiest Crispy Korean Fried Chicken (2 Ways)
Joshua Weissman
The Easiest Crispy Korean Fried Chicken (2 Ways)

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Why do men dominate chess?
Elephants in Rooms - Ken LaCorte
Why do men dominate chess?

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White blonde woman are HAWT

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Real Aryans come from places like Liberia and have skin blacker than russian humour.


May the Devil bless Haiti always; kill and eat the slave masters. Eat the white man. The White race being a thing that exists is my greatest hate in life, death, and beyond.

No Master Above me, No Slave Below me.
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>>10831
You're starting to sound like Randolf.

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>>10832
Like Randolph and Mortimer? The two rich guys from trading places?

I don't think we have a Randolph here and if we don't you should definitely invite him or her or whatever they're pronouns of preference is.


Tell me, does this Randolf person like Comunisim? Comunisim is amazing. I've given much of my life to the love of Comunisim.

You know.... With an AK-47, everything, and i mean EVERYTHING, is free. Cars, women, pokémon cards, cheese, property, spaceships, babies. All free.

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Don’t Eat Before Reading This By Anthony Bourdain
A New York chef spills some trade secrets.
Good food, good eating, is all about blood and organs, cruelty and decay. It’s about sodium-loaded pork fat, stinky triple-cream
cheeses, the tender thymus glands and distended livers of young animals. It’s about danger—risking the dark, bacterial forces of
beef, chicken, cheese, and shellfish. Your first two hundred and seven Wellfleet oysters may transport you to a state of rapture,
but your two hundred and eighth may send you to bed with the sweats, chills, and vomits.
Gastronomy is the science of pain. Professional cooks belong to a secret society whose ancient rituals derive from the principles
of stoicism in the face of humiliation, injury, fatigue, and the threat of illness. The members of a tight, well-greased kitchen staff
are a lot like a submarine crew. Confined for most of their waking hours in hot, airless spaces, and ruled by despotic leaders,
they often acquire the characteristics of the poor saps who were press-ganged into the royal navies of Napoleonic times—
superstition, a contempt for outsiders, and a loyalty to no flag but their own.
A good deal has changed since Orwell’s memoir of the months he spent as a dishwasher in “Down and Out in Paris and London.”
Gas ranges and exhaust fans have gone a long way toward increasing the life span of the working culinarian. Nowadays, most
aspiring cooks come into the business because they want to: they have chosen this life, studied for it. Today’s top chefs are like
star athletes. They bounce from kitchen to kitchen—free agents in search of more money, more acclaim.
I’ve been a chef in New York for more than ten years, and, for the decade before that, a dishwasher, a prep drone, a line cook,
and a sous-chef. I came into the business when cooks still smoked on the line and wore headbands. A few years ago, I wasn’t
surprised to hear rumors of a study of the nation’s prison population which reportedly found that the leading civilian occupation
among inmates before they were put behind bars was “cook.” As most of us in the restaurant business know, there is a
powerful strain of criminality in the industry, ranging from the dope-dealing busboy with beeper and cell phone to the
restaurant owner who has two sets of accounting books. In fact, it was the unsavory side of professional cooking that attracted
me to it in the first place. In the early seventies, I dropped out of college and transferred to the Culinary Institute of America. I
wanted it all: the cuts and burns on hands and wrists, the ghoulish kitchen humor, the free food, the pilfered booze, the
camaraderie that flourished within rigid order and nerve-shattering chaos. I would climb the chain of command from mal
carne (meaning “bad meat,” or “new guy”) to chefdom—doing whatever it took until I ran my own kitchen and had my own
crew of cutthroats, the culinary equivalent of “The Wild Bunch.”

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>>11363
A year ago, my latest, doomed mission—a high-profile restaurant in the Times Square area—went out of business. The meat,
fish, and produce purveyors got the news that they were going to take it in the neck for yet another ill-conceived enterprise.
When customers called for reservations, they were informed by a prerecorded announcement that our doors had closed. Fresh
from that experience, I began thinking about becoming a traitor to my profession.
Say it’s a quiet Monday night, and you’ve just checked your coat in that swanky Art Deco update in the Flatiron district, and
you’re looking to tuck into a thick slab of pepper-crusted yellowfin tuna or a twenty-ounce cut of certified Black Angus beef,
well-done—what are you in for?
The fish specialty is reasonably priced, and the place got two stars in the Times.Why not go for it? If you like four-day-old fish, be
my guest. Here’s how things usually work. The chef orders his seafood for the weekend on Thursday night. It arrives on Friday
morning. He’s hoping to sell the bulk of it on Friday and Saturday nights, when he knows that the restaurant will be busy, and
he’d like to run out of the last few orders by Sunday evening. Many fish purveyors don’t deliver on Saturday, so the chances are
that the Monday-night tuna you want has been kicking around in the kitchen since Friday morning, under God knows what
conditions. When a kitchen is in full swing, proper refrigeration is almost nonexistent, what with the many openings of the
refrigerator door as the cooks rummage frantically during the rush, mingling your tuna with the chicken, the lamb, or the beef.
Even if the chef has ordered just the right amount of tuna for the weekend, and has had to reorder it for a Monday delivery, the
only safeguard against the seafood supplier’s off-loading junk is the presence of a vigilant chef who can make sure that the
delivery is fresh from Sunday night’s market.
Generally speaking, the good stuff comes in on Tuesday: the seafood is fresh, the supply of prepared food is new, and the chef,
presumably, is relaxed after his day off. (Most chefs don’t work on Monday.) Chefs prefer to cook for weekday customers rather
than for weekenders, and they like to start the new week with their most creative dishes. In New York, locals dine during the
week. Weekends are considered amateur nights—for tourists, rubes, and the well-done-ordering pretheatre hordes. The fish
may be just as fresh on Friday, but it’s on Tuesday that you’ve got the good will of the kitchen on your side.
People who order their meat well-done perform a valuable service for those of us in the business who are cost-conscious: they
pay for the privilege of eating our garbage. In many kitchens, there’s a time-honored practice called “save for well-done.” When
one of the cooks finds a particularly unlovely piece of steak—tough, riddled with nerve and connective tissue, off the hip end of
the loin, and maybe a little stinky from age—he’ll dangle it in the air and say, “Hey, Chef, whaddya want me to do with this?”
Now, the chef has three options. He can tell the cook to throw the offending item into the trash, but that means a total loss, and
in the restaurant business every item of cut, fabricated, or prepared food should earn at least three times the amount it
originally cost if the chef is to make his correct food-cost percentage. Or he can decide to serve that steak to “the family”—that
is, the floor staff—though that, economically, is the same as throwing it out. But no. What he’s going to do is repeat the mantra
of cost-conscious chefs everywhere: “Save for well-done.” The way he figures it, the philistine who orders his food well-done is
not likely to notice the difference between food and flotsam.
Then there are the People Who Brunch. The “B” word is dreaded by all dedicated cooks. We hate the smell and spatter of
omelettes. We despise hollandaise, home fries, those pathetic fruit garnishes, and all the other cliché accompaniments designed
to induce a credulous public into paying $12.95 for two eggs. Nothing demoralizes an aspiring Escoffier faster than requiring him
to cook egg-white omelettes or eggs over easy with bacon. You can dress brunch up with all the focaccia, smoked salmon, and
caviar in the world, but it’s still breakfast.

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>>11364
Even more despised than the Brunch People are the vegetarians. Serious cooks regard these members of the dining public—and
their Hezbollah-like splinter faction, the vegans—as enemies of everything that’s good and decent in the human spirit. To live
life without veal or chicken stock, fish cheeks, sausages, cheese, or organ meats is treasonous.
Like most other chefs I know, I’m amused when I hear people object to pork on nonreligious grounds. “Swine are filthy animals,”
they say. These people have obviously never visited a poultry farm. Chicken—America’s favorite food—goes bad quickly;
handled carelessly, it infects other foods with salmonella; and it bores the hell out of chefs. It occupies its ubiquitous place on
menus as an option for customers who can’t decide what they want to eat. Most chefs believe that supermarket chickens in this
country are slimy and tasteless compared with European varieties. Pork, on the other hand, is cool. Farmers stopped feeding
garbage to pigs decades ago, and even if you eat pork rare you’re more likely to win the Lotto than to contract trichinosis. Pork
tastes different, depending on what you do with it, but chicken always tastes like chicken.
Another much maligned food these days is butter. In the world of chefs, however, butter is in everything. Even non-French
restaurants—the Northern Italian; the new American, the ones where the chef brags about how he’s “getting away from butter
and cream”—throw butter around like crazy. In almost every restaurant worth patronizing, sauces are enriched with mellowing,
emulsifying butter. Pastas are tightened with it. Meat and fish are seared with a mixture of butter and oil. Shallots and chicken
are caramelized with butter. It’s the first and last thing in almost every pan: the final hit is called “monter au beurre.” In a good
restaurant, what this all adds up to is that you could be putting away almost a stick of butter with every meal.
If you are one of those people who cringe at the thought of strangers fondling your food, you shouldn’t go out to eat. As the
author and former chef Nicolas Freeling notes in his definitive book “The Kitchen,” the better the restaurant, the more your
food has been prodded, poked, handled, and tasted. By the time a three-star crew has finished carving and arranging your
saddle of monkfish with dried cherries and wild-herb-infused nage into a Parthenon or a Space Needle, it’s had dozens of
sweaty fingers all over it. Gloves? You’ll find a box of surgical gloves—in my kitchen we call them “anal-research gloves”—over
every station on the line, for the benefit of the health inspectors, but does anyone actually use them? Yes, a cook will slip a pair
on every now and then, especially when he’s handling something with a lingering odor, like salmon. But during the hours of
service gloves are clumsy and dangerous. When you’re using your hands constantly, latex will make you drop things, which is
the last thing you want to do.
Finding a hair in your food will make anyone gag. But just about the only place you’ll see anyone in the kitchen wearing a hat or
a hairnet is Blimpie. For most chefs, wearing anything on their head, especially one of those picturesque paper toques—they’re
often referred to as “coffee filters”—is a nuisance: they dissolve when you sweat, bump into range hoods, burst into flame.

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>>11365
The fact is that most good kitchens are far less septic than your kitchen at home. I run a scrupulously clean, orderly restaurant
kitchen, where food is rotated and handled and stored very conscientiously. But if the city’s Department of Health or the E.P.A.
decided to enforce every aspect of its codes, most of us would be out on the street. Recently, there was a news report about
the practice of recycling bread. By means of a hidden camera in a restaurant, the reporter was horrified to see returned bread
being sent right back out to the floor. This, to me, wasn’t news: the reuse of bread has been an open secret—and a fairly
standard practice—in the industry for years. It makes more sense to worry about what happens to the leftover table butter—
many restaurants recycle it for hollandaise.
What do I like to eat after hours? Strange things. Oysters are my favorite, especially at three in the morning, in the company of
my crew. Focaccia pizza with robiola cheese and white truffle oil is good, especially at Le Madri on a summer afternoon in the
outdoor patio. Frozen vodka at Siberia Bar is also good, particularly if a cook from one of the big hotels shows up with beluga. At
Indigo, on Tenth Street, I love the mushroom strudel and the daube of beef. At my own place, I love a spicy boudin noir that
squirts blood in your mouth; the braised fennel the way my sous-chef makes it; scraps from duck confit; and fresh cockles
steamed with greasy Portuguese sausage.
I love the sheer weirdness of the kitchen life: the dreamers, the crackpots, the refugees, and the sociopaths with whom I
continue to work; the ever-present smells of roasting bones, searing fish, and simmering liquids; the noise and clatter, the hiss
and spray, the flames, the smoke, and the steam. Admittedly, it’s a life that grinds you down. Most of us who live and operate in
the culinary underworld are in some fundamental way dysfunctional. We’ve all chosen to turn our backs on the nine-to-five, on
ever having a Friday or Saturday night off, on ever having a normal relationship with a non-cook.
Being a chef is a lot like being an air-traffic controller: you are constantly dealing with the threat of disaster. You’ve got to be
Mom and Dad, drill sergeant, detective, psychiatrist, and priest to a crew of opportunistic, mercenary hooligans, whom you
must protect from the nefarious and often foolish strategies of owners. Year after year, cooks contend with bouncing
paychecks, irate purveyors, desperate owners looking for the masterstroke that will cure their restaurant’s ills: Live Cabaret!
Free Shrimp! New Orleans Brunch!
In America, the professional kitchen is the last refuge of the misfit. It’s a place for people with bad pasts to find a new family. It’s
a haven for foreigners—Ecuadorians, Mexicans, Chinese, Senegalese, Egyptians, Poles. In New York, the main linguistic spice is
Spanish. “Hey, maricón! chupa mis huevos” means, roughly, “How are you, valued comrade? I hope all is well.” And you hear
“Hey, baboso! Put some more brown jiz on the fire and check your meez before the sous comes back there and fucks you in
the culo!,” which means “Please reduce some additional demi-glace, brother, and reëxamine your mise en place, because the
sous-chef is concerned about your state of readiness.”
Since we work in close quarters, and so many blunt and sharp objects are at hand, you’d think that cooks would kill one another
with regularity. I’ve seen guys duking it out in the waiter station over who gets a table for six. I’ve seen a chef clamp his teeth on
a waiter’s nose. And I’ve seen plates thrown—I’ve even thrown a few myself—but I’ve never heard of one cook jamming a
boning knife into another cook’s rib cage or braining him with a meat mallet. Line cooking, done well, is a dance—a highspeed,
Balanchine collaboration.
I used to be a terror toward my floor staff, particularly in the final months of my last restaurant. But not anymore. Recently, my
career has taken an eerily appropriate turn: these days, I’m the chef de cuisine of a much loved, old-school French
brasserie/bistro where the customers eat their meat rare, vegetarians are scarce, and every part of the animal—hooves, snout,
cheeks, skin, and organs—is avidly and appreciatively prepared and consumed. Cassoulet, pigs’ feet, tripe, and charcuterie sell
like crazy. We thicken many sauces with foie gras and pork blood, and proudly hurl around spoonfuls of duck fat and butter, and
thick hunks of country bacon. I made a traditional French pot-au-feu a few weeks ago, and some of my French colleagues—
hardened veterans of the business all—came into my kitchen to watch the first order go out. As they gazed upon the
intimidating heap of short ribs, oxtail, beef shoulder, cabbage, turnips, carrots, and potatoes, the expressions on their faces
were those of religious supplicants. I have come home. ♦
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