Tonight, as is our Sunday tradition, after skipping church we voted to determine from where we should get dinner. I was confident that Chinese would win but Amanda and Frank threw off the vote and Taco Bell won. I voiced my discord about the selection and Amanda assured me everything would be fine. Much to my surprise, it was and asked how she knew it would be, to which she replied “I skip the drivethru and go through the normal line so I can see the cookstaff. If the blacks are making fried chicken, the Mexicans are making tacos and the trailer trash is at the register, everything works out fine.” Yet more evidence that there’s a fine line between generalization and stereotyping and navigating it can lead to happy stomach.