Yes. I am an unabashed elitist. To quote one of my heroes, Robert Hughes:
“When I say I’m an elitist, I don’t mean I’m an elitist in the social sense. You know, I don’t believe in, you know, social snobbery or any of that stuff but I do mean simply that I’m one of that class of people who prefers well-made things to badly-made things, who prefers articulate speech to mumbling. All those kind of skills and capacities add up for me to elitism. You know, it’s a preference for the best you can do or get.”
Today I embraced this approach to life and splurged $30.70 on a tin of salted fucking fish.
My justification? I like anchovies. Expensive anchovies must be better than cheap ones right? Fucking oath I’m right!
These little fuckers provided me with the best food experience I have ever had. They are hand selected (the biggest), hand filleted and hand packed in Spain.
To enjoy this delicacy I made some Sonoma spelt sourdough toast and soft boiled eggs, with the delicious fishy treat draped across the top.
Most people aren’t so keen on anchovies. When asked why? they say things like: “they’re furry”, “they’re too fishy” or “they smell”. This is because you eat shit anchovies. These anchovies tasted like anchovies but were less salty, more meaty, smoother and more subtle than anything I’ve ever had.
This was the nicest thing I have ever eaten. I put this up there with delicacies of the world like truffles, caviar, tuna belly, sauternes and foie gras.
It may seem obscene to spend this much on anchovies, but I consider it a bargain especially when my total lunch cost today would have been $35 and this is the comparable to these abhorations of humanity: http://www.hogsbreath.com.au/main-menu/our-menu/prime-rib-steak
Go out an buy these! You can get them at Simon Johnson: http://www.simonjohnson.com.au/store/Default.aspx?CN=CATEGORY&CA=07