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For people who categorically deny that there is any difference between the races, it must seem uncanny that people from the same country can act and behave so uniformly. For example, I've NEVER met a Russian woman that likes Indian food. HOWEVER, very many of them like sushi, and they think that this is an odd thing, as if it said something unique and dignified about their personalities. When I lived in Moscow, I'd often go to an Indian restaurant for lunch and it would be all but empty. I remember falling asleep in a couch in the restaurant alone on every work day for about half of a year when I worked at Rencap. There'd be a dozen or two dozen sushi places within 15 minutes of the place that would all be full. I felt sorry for the administration. Originally the business lunch included tea, but after a while they wanted to charge extra - charge a lot, in fact, for a drink. I'd say I didn't want a drink, and they'd look pleadingly at me, because I was paying 190 rubles - about 9 bucks at the time - for a well-proportioned meal. From my standpoint, Indian food is rather easy to make and should cost less than seven dollars. It's the kind of food that you buy out of the back of a truck on the University of Pittsburgh campus. An 'expensive' Indian restaurant where some well-dressed guy brings you your plate of Tikka Masala, which is the kind of food that you'd expect to eat out of a Styrofoam container from your couch while watching television. It is a bit like a guy in a tux bringing tacos. Even the Mexicans - well, especially the Mexicans - don't eat their food that way. In Mexico they have proper upscale restaurants, and from what I've heard, they don't ever serve tacos.
This brings to mind another point. In America, with respect to food at least, one is used to always getting what he or she wants. In that respect, it's like a paradise. No matter what I crave, only my diet keeps me from eating exactly what I want, which is why Harold and Kumar go to White Castle is such a profound movie. You see, not only do Harold and Kumar want hamburgers, but they want White Castle hamburgers (tiny ones called sliders). In real life, they'd have just had to have gone to Journal Square in Jersey City from Hoboken to get White Castle. It's a hike, but I've walked it. They could have gotten there inside of 15 minutes instead of driving across the state. On the other hand, it is exceedingly expensive to get prostitutes in the United States, so you can eat exactly what you want for months without getting laid. Add in that nobody walks anywhere, and you'll understand why 25% of the American population is technically obese and many more are simply overweight. At 182cm, I have to be over 84 to be overweight, and I'm always battling to be between 79 and 82 (about 176 and 182 lb.).
This brings to mind another point. In America, with respect to food at least, one is used to always getting what he or she wants. In that respect, it's like a paradise. No matter what I crave, only my diet keeps me from eating exactly what I want, which is why Harold and Kumar go to White Castle is such a profound movie. You see, not only do Harold and Kumar want hamburgers, but they want White Castle hamburgers (tiny ones called sliders). In real life, they'd have just had to have gone to Journal Square in Jersey City from Hoboken to get White Castle. It's a hike, but I've walked it. They could have gotten there inside of 15 minutes instead of driving across the state. On the other hand, it is exceedingly expensive to get prostitutes in the United States, so you can eat exactly what you want for months without getting laid. Add in that nobody walks anywhere, and you'll understand why 25% of the American population is technically obese and many more are simply overweight. At 182cm, I have to be over 84 to be overweight, and I'm always battling to be between 79 and 82 (about 176 and 182 lb.).