foodie vs. non-foodies

I’ve been invited to eat Thanksgiving with some expats I know. The hosts, a married couple, I have been out with for beers and pizza a couple of times. One of the times the husband told me this story about visiting his brother at a bar in Brooklyn that serves like 34 craft beers and ordering Bud Light just to piss his brother off. I thought it was a funny story, but I didn’t really take on board that dude ordered Bud Light because he doesn’t drink craft beer. Or I didn’t care enough to mentally file it.

I’ve haven’t gone into this much because my blogging has lapsed since craft beer became a thing in Mexico, but I confirm that I do personally relish craft beer. I realize that’s a pretty generic claim, since all craft beers are different. What I mean is, I really appreciate craft beer in general, as opposed to more industrially produced beer, because it often has more beer-like flavors than most of the mass-market beers you want to name. There are some good mass-market exceptions, especially in Mexico.

The above may be enough to demonstrate that I am kind of snobby. I try not to be, but it’s there. Back to what I was saying, though, about this couple. I invited them out for beers another night, to a craft beer place at the bottom of La Condesa. Again, I picked it because I, me, like craft beer. I wasn’t really thinking about the fact that dude (nor his wife) drink craft beer. A) Who doesn’t like it who has tried it? B) They both went to an elite urban university on the United States east coast. Come on, of course they drink craft beer!

But we were there, and they didn’t know what to order. They just picked something that either I or the waiter recommended. Not awkward or anything, but then I got tipsy and started talking about how great craft beer is (asshole) and then said something derisive about Miller or something. And I saw it on their faces: they drink Miller. And I remembered, “…Right, Bud Light in the 34-tap Brooklyn beer bar.”

It still doesn’t make sense to me. See comments A) and B) above. I mean, I really truly don’t care, except it is one of those things that makes my logic itch a little. Why? How? Does this mean they are not hipster pseudo foodies like all the other expats I know in Mexico City? I don’t get it?

They invited me to Thanksgiving, which I am really stoked about. In fact I wrote an email reply gushing about how I love to cook and omg what can I bring? Since they moved here rather recently and had vented about not being able to find regular USA supplies in regular stores (they boycott Walmart, so I guess they are kind of hipsters still), I also asked if there was any particular kitchen or tableware I might lend them for the affair. I know these undertakings sometimes require specialized tools. As I was asking that I was like, “Wait… remember, there is something different about their interest in the gourmet… don’t say anything too condescending…” but still I thought it would be nice to offer.

They didn’t answer other than “Whatever you want!  Turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes already accounted for,” so later I responded that, great, I will bring cranberry sauce. However, I did not stop at that, which I totally could have. Instead, I responded that I will bring cranberry sauce, “Because my supermarket has actual cranberries, not just canned jelly sauce.”

To which they replied, “We already have cranberry sauce.”

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Above: the type of cranberry sauce that one has “already.” Photo source: Bon Appetit (seriously).

Should I just bring craft beer then?

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