Food Politics Buff Pillows

Contaminated eggs? No problem at all!

"I love this place—its food, its ambience, and its political goals."

What do you mean you prefer the sound of the sign of the right?! What part of 'either way we're dead' do you not understand?

"Bob takes everything with a grain of salt...and pepper...and garlic..."

'Powdery stuff? Oh, that's egg substitute, from the Vegan lobby.'

Ranked Voting in N.Y.C.

'Waiter! -- there's a candidate in my soup!'

"Our vegan dishes are the same as what cows eat: Nitrates, Pesticides, Ammonia, Antibiotics..."

U.S. Farm Production: Cup Runneth Over.

"Beans count as healthy vegetables but jelly beans don't? Not faaaiiir!!!"

"How come there's a forbidden fruit but not a forbidden vegetable?"

"Patient continues to entertain the sincere delusion that apple pie served with a slice of cheese on top is delicious..."

Elise Stefanik

"Papi, we've decided we want nothing but salads...and hamburgers...for every meal."

Once again, the conversation gets too heated, and the selection of a state muffin has to be shelved until next year.

"What's all this fuss about genetically modified food, anyway?"

'Here's a song for all of you who are conflicted over whether or not it's safe to eat genetically-modified food.'

"I've been eating genetically modified corn all my life and I don't see what all the fuss is about!"

Roseanne4

'We do not discuss soybeans on these premises, Mrs. Grommet.'

"All right, let's admit genetically-modified food will have an effect on people. It's fifty-fifty it'll be a good effect."

James and I discussed at length what the best type of margarine was.

"And now to present the arguments for chlorinated chicken. . ."

Yesterday we touched on a controversial topic. We referred to guacamole as a condiment. We recognize these are various schools of thought. Some believe it to be a meal, or side dish. America can sustain different views. It's not like sauerkraut, which is clearly a vegetable. What? Are you insane? I will pummel you! Communist!

The House of Java Cafe was suddenly a house divided. The humble establishment had been divided into faith-based and non-faith-based seating. Heathen! Blasphemer! Cereal-eater! Judgmental scone-lover! You have no values. You have even less! And some walking a not-so-delicate line down the middle. You're all stinkin' losers!

'Man, I go for genetically modified chicken food!'

Meat bi-products.

'No, I don't see any problems with genetically modified food.'

"Are you sure it's not genetically modified?"

"You are sure he's not genetically modified?"

"Genetically modified sour grapes!"

'She's blocking the way in protest against the unprecedented rise in the price of cauliflowers.'

'Don't be such a baby! You can't even taste them.'

"...and here I was...only just getting used to being paid for NOT doing things."

"Are your chops humanely chopped?"