restaurant quantum mechanics

why do we love to go out to eat? what is the romance the draw the beauty of a menu, where one can walk into a room, ask for a certain thing on a list, and expect to receive that thing... as described... as expected?

quantum mechanics and chaos theory ... divorce rate and throw-away consumerism.

where else can i go these days, and feel reassured that something i'm told is going to be a certain way actually exists in physical reality? the news media?

i think this might explain why people get so incredibly upset when they go to a restaurant and things are not up to par... we want to escape to a place where things are perfectly done and where we feel important... almost magicians... we ask AND we receive.

if i go to this restaurant, i get reality reassured to me in multiple ways:

1. description, decor: does it look the way i've been led to believe? wow, actually yes.
2. menu: is the cuisine similar to what i've been led to believe?
3. actual dish: does my plate actually represent what i've been told to expect?
4. service: someone will take care of me... better odds than family these days.

this is also great proponent for the CMC.. the Certified Master Chef exam at the Culinary Institute of America... because doing things in an actually universal way is somewhat comforting today. relativity, morality-wise, has destroyed a lot of this world's spirits and drives, but the culinary world will have an actual standard to strive for and acheive.

the only string theory i want to wrap my head around is the perfect al dente tagliatelli wrapped around my fork.

(why have we no Einstein today, but we do have a Thomas Keller?)