|Dear Lord, I may end up the patron saint of LOLGoats.|
My mother 'fessed up. She said she'd bought the store brand cereal and put it in the Frosted Flakes box, thinking we wouldn't be able to tell the difference. I'm pretty sure she would have told us after to prove the point that it tasted just the same, but we all learned that day that there was a difference.
Now, with one or two exceptions, store brands have vastly improved since then. But this does make me think about something some people do--either to prove a point or hide the truth. Namely, faking it. Hiding it. Cowering.
My mother faked it to see if we'd be able to tell the difference (we could). But some people fake it because on some level, they're ashamed.
Look--if you have boxed wine, it's stupid to pour it into a bottle that held the expensive stuff. (Jeff Yeager has said he does this when he has people over.) First, boxed wine doesn't let air into the bag inside, so it is always fresh--you get it from a tap, so putting it into a bottle if you're not sure your guests will polish the whole thing off is just silly. (If you think it's pretty and convenient to have the wine at the table, you can often find a decanter for short money at a thrift store.) If you feel like you have to hide what you use in a brand name container or else you will be ridiculed, there's a problem. If you feel like you need to sew a designer label on your shirt so people won't know it's not actually designer, you've got issues. If you feel like you can't let people find out that you bought the inexpensive coffee or cookies or whatever then there's a problem.
There is a word for someone who'd sneer at your choice of wine or food or clothing or anything else, and it's this: jerk. (There are others, but my mother reads this blog from time to time, so. . .I will be good.)
I am no longer eight, so if I don't like something a friend serves, I'm not going to call it gross. I'm not a pretentious, snot-nosed teenager so I'm not going to sneer at anyone's choice of beverage or food or clothing or anything else. This is the blogger with a weakness for the boxed mac 'n cheese, remember?
There are some things I will not cut corners on, but I'm not going to look down on anyone who does (as long as you're not mooching or being mean about it--look, table poaching is tacky, rude and gross. Using a coupon or taking advantage of a promotion is just fine. Common sense, people). You know why? Because I do cut corners on other things. And the things I'm fussy about other people aren't. Variety is the spice of life.
Just be who you are. Let your friends be who they are. Real friends--and people worthy of your respect--will be fine with relatively innocuous but inexpensive things like boxed wine. And me, I don't need to play gotcha games. I'd rather just enjoy the company, eat, drink and be merry.