Sure, I have no doubt it's better than a fast food joint burger. It's made with kobe beef, not gray slime. Plus it's made with the liver of a force-fed goose sautéed in Sauternes, plus fresh truffles and Beluga caviar. And it's served on a "homemade" "artisinal" bun. Natch. For $250 you get all the gastronomic buzzwords they can stuff into your mouth.
Is it worth it? Probably, in terms of the cost of its ingredients. But remember, only a few blocks up Lexington Avenue, at the side of Grand Central Station, homeless people with home made signs and worn paper coffee cups beg for quarters to they can get a few scraps to eat.
Meanwhile, Congressman Paul Ryan, the Republican lackey of the One Percent, resists raising taxes so much as a nickel on the rich, while proposing a budget that would cut food stamps for the poor.
What's that you say? The one percent are job creators, so they're entitled to eat obscenely expensive trifles while others starve? Yeah, maybe they've created a job for one minimum wage worker from Ecuador to pat the Kobe beef into $250 patties and slice the truffles. But that isn't going to change our economy one iota.
The job she created for one of her subjects, however unintentionally, was Guillotine Operator.
Cross-Posted at No More Mister Nice Blog