Probably because management positions, while they give you power over people, further remove you from the craft, and usually when you go to work and enjoy it it’s because of the craft and isn’t consistently the people who make it enjoyable. They can, dgmw, but if I’m working as a potter I don’t want to run the studio because then I’m not on the potting wheel. If I’m a carpenter, I’m not going to want to want our sales like a hawk; I wanna be carving wood and making things people need.
Also, people can make shit out of boredom. It doesn’t need to be ambitious to exist.
Not to mention there’s a lot of cultural ties to the sheer number of cultures that have immigrated here, and depending on where you are, you might actually not just be feeding four people, but grandmas, cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandchildren too. Even more if you’re hosting an event. (Thanksgiving with a ridiculous number of extended family is a great example of this.) Food is a huge cultural factor as a result. Not making enough for everyone is considered rude or inconsiderate, because it’s like saying “well I didn’t take into account you as an individual, so that sucks ig, you’re not worth the thought” and you just don’t do that. At least you’re damn well not supposed to. Even to the people you don’t like.
Left over culture is huge in the south and Midwest (especially the Midwest, people will pawn off leftovers to friendly neighbors).
Calorie dense foods are often cultural remnants of Italian and Irish immigrants or American family recipes from the depression worried if they were going to make it to the next week, and are culturally important. Some of the Latin culture that’s immigrated in as well actually does sometimes regard it as rude to finish your plate (though that’s not extremely common throughout the US, it’s still something to consider)
If invite you to my home and make extremely meaty and carb rich Italian or Irish family recipes, I don’t expect you to eat ten bowls. If you need that much I’m not gonna stop you, but I’m gonna look pretty concerned that you’ve not been getting enough food in general to be THAT hungry.
Also, it’s usually considered a polite gesture to bring something you’ve made along to hostings and events as a means to contribute to festivities, and to alleviate some of the hoster’s stress about making enough. Also further fosters the culture of sharing meals and food as a show of good faith and a means to bond.
Seriously though it’s also really nice when a relative or a friend genuinely cannot keep themselves away from something you made because damn it’s tasty. 10/10 feeling. Like discovering the holy grail of pride and self accomplishment. A little sad that you have a clean plate to take home, but so fulfilling to know the thing you made and brought was that tasty.
Note to vacationing non-Americans: while it’s true that America doesn’t always have the best food culture, the food in our restaurants is really not representative of what most of us eat at home. The portions at Cheesecake Factory or IHOP are meant to be indulgent, not just “what Americans are used to.”
If you eat at a regular American household, during a regular meal where they’re not going out of their way to impress guests, you probably will not be served twelve pounds of chocolate-covered cream cheese. Please bear this in mind before writing yet another “omg I can’t believe American food” post.
Unironically though, people should actually engage in play throughout their lives because if we’ve seen anything from other animals, it’s that those who play frequently handle life stresses better than those who don’t.
So why is running around with your friends and getting into lighthearted mischief reserved as a “child-only” activity.
I wanna go play hide n seek in the dark and squeal with surprised joy when my bestie almost tags me when I make my escape :(
It’s almost as sad as realizing after a certain age we stop being adventurous and climbing trees and things, and jumping on things, and being active and those who still are often get reprimanded or judged for it.
(lights a cigarette) nobody even wants to play toys anymore. (puts the cigarette out on a play-dough ashtray) because of work.
And food! They eat each other too. :)
My body is already an inhospitable environment, there’s no way a friggin baby would be able to survive in it
They weren’t even dead, actually, they had a head cold. False alarm everyone.
my autopsy results came back negative There was nothing in there
how dare you make me laugh like this when my throat is swollen to like 3x its normal size I’ve started a coughing fit now thanks
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@dolotonglo *ringing the dinner bell once again*
Pride and Prejudice AU.
Just an excuse to draw them in regency era outfits tbh.
No but fr tho
I’m feral because I can’t achieve my dreams in love and I’m ok with that because it’s my fault. I’m an introvert to the max babes
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