Submissive Dining
"Please, sir, may I have more fermented, salt-baked, agriculture-sustainable gruel?"
There is a new horror movie called “The Menu” about a fancy destination restaurant where the guests are terrorized by the chef. It’s presented as fiction, but I can swear to its accuracy for there was a time I, too, worshipped in the temple of Fine Dining and by the time it ended, I was a spineless, groveling, worm. The restaurant…