USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.
Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.
I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."
"They just come with the table, man."
They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.
This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.
I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.
"Did we…?"
"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."
Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.
My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."
Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.
I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.
Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.
I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.
Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.
GORILLAZ
MF DOOM
KANO
DE LA SOUL
MICK JONES (THE CLASH)
PAUL SIMONON (THE CLASH)
BASHY
SIMON TONG (THE VERVE)
ALL ON STAGE TO PERFORM ‘CLINT EASTWOOD’ IN LONDON, 2010.
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JID talks about being in the studio with Mac Miller while he was working on ‘Swimming’:
“[Come Back to Earth] almost made me cry watching him record that sht…That’s my boy…He just in there singing his heart out it was beautiful…One of the craziest moments of my career.”
Depressing convo with friend in a bar about how does one live while watching an active genocide every day and i look up and the TV was playing the little league world series and the pitcher's name was Jackson Pickle and underneath it said his favorite food was Spaghetti
Matt Rife is now the legal guardian of the Annabelle doll.
He has purchased the Connecticut home and occult museum of paranormal investigators Ed and Lorraine Warren
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@stylishskunk Of course. I am former minister of trade in Denmark and you are an anonymous Twitter profile. You probably know a lot more than me. For sure.
When someone has “Do Not Disturb” on it’s like oh ok I didn’t realize the great philosopher was in their hour of seclusion pardon me for even daring to enter their precious mind palace