u/Minute-Detail-8786

You're telling me that you went out on a lovely day to the city, to go to the shops, but a few shirts, books, look at the wildlife.

you go to a local restaurant, you sit down, they have Pizza, Burgers, thousands of meals.

"I'll have the quiche"...

You just don't exist, Quiche Orderer's aren't real, It's fiction. Either you are deliberately insane to the point of needing to be put in a cell or you are a robot designed and sent out by Big Quiche.

Big Quiche paid your ass to divulge in unknown territory, you went on an expedition for the menu, nobody has gone to quiche before.

Eating it at home when you are on your last pocket change, an almost Scroogian Begger amount of Cash, literal shillings, I would understand you eating a quiche in your home.

But why would you sit down in public eating quarters and have a quiche.

Quiche Orderer's aren't real.

There's this guy on MasterChef who thinks he's the fucking pinnacle of food and gargles the balls of his half Italian Heritage.

No, being Italian doesn't make you a good chef neither does it mean that food needs to be made your way.

Food has been an experiment since the dawn of time.

The amount of people who would straight up wish death towards someone because they eat pineapple pizza is ridiculous, it's an experiment between sweet and savoury invented by Canadians, like putting tomatoes and cheese on bread.

Imagine an Italian going up to a mexican or greek and looking at their food and saying "That's not how you make a sandwich, you're wrong and your culture is disgusting".

It's inherently stupid and people should get off their high horse for being Italian or half-italian, specifically Half-Italian Americans who are so far up their ass about being European that they think they were buddies with Julius Ceaser in the Roman Empire, brother, the most amount of European you've touched is a Toblerone.

Sincerely, A Half-Italian.