Tam's likely blogging along these lines, too, but this'n's worth it:
We're nattering along and she points out how the "Culinary Capital Of The World" (NYC, per a VFTP poster an' for all I know he's right, if one's got the attitude, palate an' pocketbook) has not got even a single Waffle House, adding that Waffle House is, in point of fact, the pinnacle of short-order breakfasty eats.
Me, I am agreeable, so I nod but remark, "I dunno. Waffle and Steak is better."
"Waffle and Steak," I say, "I think they're local or regional. Way better. Serious diner ambiance goin' on. Majorly good food. Fast. Friendly."
"That is semantically null. It's like saying, 'This chair over here is better than the Platonic Ideal of a chair!"
"No, really. It's better."
"Impossible," Tam retorts, and turns back to her monitor and keyboard. Tappety, tappety, tap, tap. click. ...click. "Oh! '...Known as Waffle and Steak only in Indiana, where another firm owns all rights to the name Waffle House.' Hmm!"
Me: "You mean we're actually talking about the same place?
...Statistically Improbable Predilection #476, or the simple fact the place is just plain good? I dunno.
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