I don’t know you op so I’m sorry to add this to your post but it’s a relevant story that still fucks me up to this day.
My sister lives in Brooklyn and has a bunch of hipster friends of course. One of her roommates organized this potluck for Christmas while I was visiting my sister. So everyone brings in good food that takes actual effort to make but then this one fucker just comes in with a raw onion. And he puts the onion out to be served and I’m sitting there like what in the fucking world did you just find that on the street walking here or something. And I was waiting for people to be like “dude fuck off I made a quiche and you think it’s chill to just being an onion?” But no. I guess this hipster group wanted to act unfazed as hell so they all just start talking about how they love eating raw onions. I’m ready to die and then the roommate slices the onion in front of everybody and then the guests start chewing down. They were eating it like it was chips or some shit. So I gave in and took a bite and it’s not a sweet onion. It’s a plain ass bitter acidic notoriously terrible when raw onion. For the rest of the party I just sat on the couch silently mesmerized by the power of groupthink because it felt like I had accidentally walked into the orgy scene in Eyes Wide Shut.
