Recently, Saturday Night Live (SNL) ran a sketch wherein a dinner party goes to ruin over the question (insignificant to some of the guests, especially the spouses of the main opponents) of whether the band Weezer has recently had any good albums. Finally one of the participants snaps after declaring himself “ride or die” and storms out (headed, as he sings, to “Beverly Hills”, referencing a Weezer song). The writers noted in this interview about the concept development process that they had written a similar sketch about an argument with new in-laws over the movie Shrek and wanted to explore the idea again.
Truly, there is a bottomless well (pit?) of topics along these lines. I was reminded of a favorite book from childhood, Phyllis Diller’s Housekeeping Hints, which I happily inherited, unidentified stains and all, from my grandmother in the end. I always loved the quirky illustrations and the witty hints hit my funnybone in just the same places as my they did my grandmother (must be genetic). A particular favorite was the suggestion to “make sure you discuss politics and religion at the table” at a dinner party in order to distract the guests from your less-than-stellar cooking. A self-satisfied Phyllis sits perched on a chair in the accompanying cartoon placidly watching as guests take each other to the mat in frenzied combat, ignoring the loaded table.
In the past two years, there have been droves and cartloads of essays (too many to cite here) about how politics in particular drive conflict at the table and how to deal with it, one method being to change the subject to something less anxiety-provoking. This essay suggests talking about food instead as a “pleasant and neutral topic”. As the writers of SNL know, however, people can be “ride or die” over even the most innocuous-sounding topic. For that matter, having spent thirteen years working with public health nutritionists, I don’t know why food is considered a “non-threatening topic” (just see what happens when you try to tell an audience of mothers that the latest wisdom on feeding kids includes trying different vegetables until they find ones they like and not insisting they “belong to the Clean Plate Club” before they leave the table).
Food talk is too full of beliefs, values, landmines, and insights to be neutral and can certainly turn unpleasant. At a recent family gathering, there was a brief comic dust-up about sandwich composition. Anyone (including the SNL gang) wanting to mine the “dinner party gone wrong for seemingly silly reasons” trope further might consider asking some of the following of a test group and seeing what happens: Can you put mustard on turkey? Is it right to eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches “raw” (not grilled)? What kinds of lettuce are permissible? Which goes with your sandwich—milk or soda? Do you cut diagonally or vertically or not at all? How imperative is it to have the two slices of bread in your sandwich be symmetrical and matching? Can you have more than two slices on any sandwich or only certain types? Can you eat a hot dog on a rolled up piece of ciabatta? Is “Fluff” an actual food? Which is best: chunky or smooth peanut butter? Is “American Cheese” really cheese? Why is ketchup on the table but mustard guarded like plutonium?
Weezer may have the final words (from “Pork and Beans“):
Imma do the things that I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing to prove to you
I’ll eat my candy with my pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene