I was in San Francisco, and I was desperate for beer, and I walked into this place. I thought it was an old bar. And I sat down, and I looked up, and I noticed there was a wide selection of beers I’d never heard of. Which is fine. . . . But I looked around: the entire place was filled with people sitting there with five small glasses in front of them, filled with different beers, taking notes. This is not a bar. This is f***ing Invasion of the Body Snatchers. This is wrong. This is not what a bar is about. A bar is to go to get a little bit buzzed, and pleasantly derange the senses.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36236281)

Most of the people on my camera crew and production team have been working with me for close to a decade. The veterans—we all eat. We love nothing more than eating street tacos in Mexico and noodles in Vietnam. It’s very, very rare that someone gets sick. When someone does get sick, it’s always because in Lahore they just couldn’t resist a Caesar salad or cheeseburger or wrap. That’s always the fatal error.

Why’s that?

Because it’s sitting there waiting for the dumb American to come along and order it. The guy selling street tacos under a naked lightbulb in the street—they’re serving food to their neighbors. They rely on the repeat business of their neighbors. Poisoning neighbors is not a good business model. Whereas, the Western-style buffet at the hotel, that’s a transient audience. The people eating that three-day-old Bolognese sauce, they’re going to get on a plane, they’re going to be halfway across the Pacific before they get sick. Nobody cares. And the people preparing the spaghetti Bolognese in Jakarta? They have no particular feel for it. They don’t like it themselves.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36237775)

you low-IQ stormfronters use SF as some sort of synecdoche for everything shitlib, but SF is a pretty good city for food, whatever else you might say about it.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36238055)

The angriest critiques I get are . . . when I’m eating whatever convenient fast food is available in a particular place, and not eating the best food out there. You know, I haven’t made the effort to walk down the street 10 blocks to the ethnic restaurant where they’re making some f***ing foreign food. I like McDonalds. And I like to have a good time. I don’t like to talk about food, honestly. I don’t like to talk about chefs. I like to eat. If you bring me a really good one, a fancy meal, I will enjoy it, and say so. But I’m not gonna analyze it.

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(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36237031)

so can't say he's not a certain kind of chill foodie.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36237942)

Syep 2) end own life

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36237176)

you go to anywhere in europe and you can find microbreweries with the exact same same beer styles as you get in America. they aren't different or regional or anything. That's probably because American microbreweries were not constrained by any type of regionalism.

There are a finite number of styles and none are based on any kind of terroir (hopes are procured internationally).

Of course you can go to Belgium and Germany and get the regional beers still.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36237955)

But yeah, a country's mass-market pale lagers are often more "authentic" than some hipster brewpub's offering.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4000937&forum_id=2#36238034)