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Every food "appreciation" group always devolves into burgers, fries, English breakfasts, pizzas and steaks - usually the most pedestrian LCD versions thereof.
I know it's not fair to point at one particular post, but the one that made me decide to back away from food communities was that somebody had simply made a hamburger and it got front paged on Reddit.
All they had done was slice of brioche bun in half (poor choice), sliced it improperly so the top was like an axe head, toasted it on the grill but such that it was 50% saturated in grease like a sponge. They had used processed melting sandwich slices (not cheese) that was burned black on two corners. The lettuce was a jagged square they cut with a metal knife so the edges were orange and oxidized. Out-of-gamut mustard and ketchup dripping down that appeared to be dollar store preparations. Proudly perched on a grease-spotted plate alongside frozen, inconsistently-baked bag fries.