Sure, I understand why a $300 steak is not for everybody or even most people. What I don’t understand is some people’s urges to shit all over the other peoples appreciation for such things. I would consider myself grossly unsophisticated in many things, and that’s ok because I don’t care about those things. But I have friends who are incredibly into some of those things and I think nothing of the fact that they spend what I consider to be absurd amounts of money on them because I understand their perceptions of such things are different from mine.
I guess what would be a better question is: Is it good to be sophisticated beyond the level of your budget?
Take, for example, my $300 steak. While I’ve never actually spent $300 on a steak dinner, it’s mainly due to me preferring to cook such things myself. The most I have ever spent on a steak was a slab of beautiful Wagyu sirloin that cost 25 USD for the meat alone. In a restaurant, that would be a $75 - $100 steak using the proverbial 1/3 to 1/4 food costs. Along with the steak, I also had a beautiful chunk of pecorino that costed $5 by itself and a salad dressed with some absurdly expensive 20 year balsamic, total cost about $2.50. For dessert, I had some wonderfully fresh strawberries that costed $4 for a little basket with some creme fraiche stirred with a hint of honey. In total, the cost of the meal was about $50 which meant that it would cost about $150 - $200 in a restaurant. Add in a little wine and you could easily hit the $300 mark. Should I, looking at my income levels, be able to “afford” such a meal? Hell no, I’m living on a grad student stipend I should be living on rice & beans. But I don’t have many expensive hobbies apart from food and that steak was a truly transcendental experience and I wouldn’t hesistate to spend it again in a heartbeat. Now don’t get me wrong, I can produce fantastic, cheap meals that have also left me feeling wonderful at the end of them. But I still demand a minimum quality level that makes food shopping quite pricy, fresh vegtables and fruit, good quality meats, artisinal bread when I can’t be bothered making my own etc. Theres a certain minimum food cost which is shockingly low considering the quality of food I eat but is still many times higher than subsisting on Kraft mac & cheese all day. All of this is quite a strain on my budget which means that I’ve had to make sacrifices in other areas. But has it, in the end made me happier? I dunno. I’ve managed to make a few transcendental meals which I can still remember the taste of today, but most of my meals are made just like any other persons, to put food in my belly and to get on with other things in my life. Except that I have to devote much more time and expense to mine to achieve that bare minimum condition.
I have a few other friends who are in similar conditions but with other hobbies. One of them became incredibly into clothes and now can’t wear a shirt that costs less than $80 because he can feel the cheapness of it and it irks him immensely. Another is a avid cyclist and he owns a $1200 bike. When it got stolen one day, he was incredibly pissed off but went off and promptly bought another $1200 bike because he just couldn’t stand to ride on anything less. Another is a exceptionla trombonist who practises for at least an hour every day and he owns a $3000 trombone, again because his previous $2000 trombone became too limiting for him. He was offered a chance to play on a $5000 trombone and had to struggle to stop himself from taking it up because he knew that if he did, he could never play on his own one again without noticing how inadequate it is.
Now, none of these friends are rich, in fact, they are all pretty much in the same situation as me and all of them have had to devote a significant chunk of thier income to their hobbies. At the same time, none of them are financially irresponsible, AFAIK, they all have no credit card debt and all are saving at least part of their money for the future. And none of them are “snobs” either, they are all acutely aware of the money they are spending and all supremely knowledgable about why such things are worth what they paid for them. And all of them have a very low tolerance of bullshit and of the products on the market that are massive scams designed to part rubes from their cash. If asked, they could probably break down to the dollar exactly where the improvements in quality are compared to cheaper models and exactly why they are worth it. I know because I love learning about such things; why it’s better to get a non-fused collar or a very good fused collar but also how the extra labour involved raises the cost. Why disc brakes on a bike are great but significantly increase the mechanical complexity and thus, cost more. Why the hours of testing of every trombone is neccesary to produce a brilliant, resonant sound.
But, in the end, is it worth it? Is it worth not being able to go out to a nightclub with friends because there were some fantastic tomatos at the market and I just had to buy some no matter how much they cost? Is it worth not being able to afford a car because I’m scared of what they’ve done to supermarket meat and buy my meat at the butchers for twice the price? Is it worth the up to 3 hours a night that I can spend preparing dinner because I refuse to take shortcuts? I don’t know but I do know that I probably couldn’t live not like this. I tried it once, living on convenience foods and cheap staples as an experiment when I went through a particularly busy period and I was miserable as all hell. If the devil came down and offered me a chance to completely erase my foodie tendancies forever and be completely happy with the lowest quality and most badly prepared foods, well… maybe I would have to think pretty hard about it.
In short, I think sometimes, sophistication can be a curse but it’s impossible for me to know because I can’t experience how happy someone else is and compare it to my own experiences. Is my feeling of transcendance really significantly better than someone elses? I’ve certainly seen other people have exactly the same outside reactions to a plate of crappy buffet food as I would towards a basket of truffles, does that mean they feel the same happiness internally? Does my food really taste better to me than their food to them or is it simply that their food would merely taste foul to me?