I thought the police had finally caught that guy.
Oh, yes. With pigs-in-a-blanket and ketchup. For that matter, there have been few steaks in my experience that weren’t improved by a generous dousing with A-1 sauce.
And I like Pop-Tarts for breakfast, on occasion.
You were doing pretty well into you mentioned the pool. Before you can be the winner, we need to know if it’s your pool. Owning a pool might knock you out of the top spot.
Wall-to-wall carpet. I had hardwood flooring on my stairs, but had carpet put in over it. Hardwood on stairs is just too slippery and too hard when you fall for a klutz like me. I also had carpet put over the hardwood flooring in our guest room- before, it felt like a dorm I stayed in once at MIT, now it feels more like a room in somebody’s house.
My furniture that I bought when I got my first job out of grad school. A lot of it is from Ikea. It’s not elegant or trendy, but it is functional, and I’ve been told the sofa bed from Ikea is even comfortable, unlike most sofa beds. Why should I want to get rid of it and get new furniture?
I won’t get leather furniture. That’s not for people who have cats with claws. In fact, any furniture that I’d be tempted to say “don’t let the cats get on it” is not for us. The only furniture they’re banned from is the dining room table, but that’s not because I think they’ll damage it. Plus, I like to put my feet on furniture, and I am not particular about coasters. I don’t want anything that’s too nice for that kind of thing, because then I would be less comfortable in my own home.
70s and 80s Heart.
Glasses with rounded frames. I won’t get the tiny square lenses that seemed to be so popular when Mr. Neville went to a trendy glasses shop. I just don’t look like me in them.
LensCrafters. Way better than the trendy glasses shop Mr. Neville went to. I had to go there because my glasses had broken and I needed a new pair right away. Service was at least as good as the trendy local place, selection was better (rounded glasses for me), price was better, and they gave me a copy of my prescription, which the trendy local place did not do for Mr. Neville. I’m taking him to LensCrafters instead the next time he needs an eye appointment. I don’t care that the trendy place is a local business, or that he can walk to it and I have to drive him to LensCrafters at the mall.
I do too. I don’t buy them because I suspect they’re bad for you, but I do like them.
I also like those packaged pecan twirls.
With chocolate and vanilla ice cream swirled together! Or a Dairy Queen dipped cone! Mmmmm!
I enjoy Everybody Loves Raymond. It’s not my favorite by any means, but I don’t get the unremitting hatred it receives here.
Is musical theater considered low class? Or is it just some shows that are tacky? Personally, I’ll take *Wicked *every day of the week and twice on Sunday before I watch Spring Awakening again.
I like Uncle Ben’s converted rice with butter and Kikkoman soy sauce.
Come to think of it, I like Kraft grated parmesan cheese (or the store knockoff) in the green can. Often I like it more than real Parmigiano Reggiano on pasta with red sauce. It helps the sauce cling to the pasta better in a way shi-shi cheese doesn’t.
Mmm, Foster’s Freeze dipped cones.
There’s this really great little old run-down diner in town, Big Al’s, that is perfect for summer days. They serve gorgeous shakes, and have the crunchy ice. A day playing in the creek and a Big Al’s snack on the way home, that is perfection.
Micheloeb Light
“Married With Children” (although you could argue it’s satire)
My pickup
Mom & pop diners
You mean “Chugable Red.” 
We watch Judge Judy to see her take apart the people who show up in her courtroom. Part of the Judge Judy drinking game - a shot every time someone rolls their eyes or puts up their hand to talk, a shot every time someone says, “It wasn’t a loan, it was a GIFT!” (Note for stupid people - when someone is taking you to court to make you pay for something, you can pretty well assume at that point that it is not, indeed, a gift.)
Our furniture is mostly second-hand, inherited furniture (including a very nice dark brown vinyl couch). We too have cats, and they do scratch the furniture, and I don’t care because all of it was free. I guess second-hand furniture isn’t declassé any longer, though - it’s eco-friendly. 
Fluffernutter sandwiches.
Vienna sausage sandwiches.
And I like my mountain dew ice cold in a can.
Oooo - Michelina’s frozen entrees, Swedish meatballs on fettucine especially. They are super-cheap and I think they’re delish with a glass of generic white wine.
I’ve been craving some Hamburger Helper since yesterday. I’ll have to try to make myself a vegetarian version, though, since I keep kosher now.
Some of ours is inherited, too, from my grandmother. We got a couple of armchairs before she died, when her daughter was trying to clear out some space in my grandmother’s apartment. My aunt could convince Grandma to get rid of the furniture if it was going to us, but not if it was going to get thrown out, donated, or sold. Then we got some bookshelves (always desperately needed, in our house) when she died a few months later.
Is holding onto your furniture and vehicles until they don’t reliably work for their intended purpose any more still declasse, or is that eco-friendly or fiscally responsible or something like that these days?
Every now and then, a really cheap cigar. Like Swisher Sweet cheap. Or a Phillies. Reminds me of my old pot smoking days I suppose.
Reading trashy tabloids like “National Inquirer”-and YOU thought Hitler was dead?
My brothers and I did the Teton Crest Trail at the Grand Tetons a few years ago, and I got altitude sickness. Didn’t eat anything for two days except an apple. By the second-to-last-day we had descended enough that I felt better, and went through an entire pack of Red Beans & Rice in one sitting. It was the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten.
I like Kraft Singles a lot actually.
Coors Light is fine, and I’ll drink Bud Light as long as it’s cold enough
McDonalds and really any fastfood burger I’ll eat. I actively like Wendy’s and BK.
Certain cutesy J-pop. It’s not well-known enough to be declasse, but it’s certainly trash.
Gas station “food”.
I spent a large part of my 30s on the road, before fast food restaurants could be found in every area. This resulted in gorging on the kind of crap you only find at gas stations in the middle of nowhere.
I actually grew to like the stuff–I mean like, as in, PREFER. Years of that took it’s toll on my health; however, I still binge on the garbage once a month or so.
I prefer Kraft parmesan cheese to the real stuff. (Solid parmesan cheese, not actual imported Italian cheese.) I’ve had a solid block of parmesan cheese and grated it over spaghetti, and it tasted pretty bland. I think the Kraft version is more flavorful because the powdered form has more surface area. Or, maybe I was doing something wrong.
If you run real Parmigiano-Reggiano through a food processor, you’ll end up with the same texture as the stuff in a can. It should be much sharper and more flavorful than the Kraft cheese.
I like disaster movies. And not because I am being hip and ironic about it, in a “They’re so bad they’re good!” way. No, I seriously just love disaster movies and watching LA slide into the sea (again) and watching people outrun earthquakes and whatnot. I get all excited when I hear that Roland Emmerich is releasing a new film.
Thanks for the tip on running parmesan through a food processor, Labrador Deceiver! I never thought of that and will try it next time I have a recipe calling for parmesan cheese.