BuiltBurger recently opened a Financial District (bordering on Pioneer Square) restaurant which prepares hamburger patties that they'd previously only sold frozen, albeit nationally. Reach the counter and you'll realize the challenge of figuring out which of the BuiltBurgers to order, and then selecting one BuiltDip to accompany it.
But then scan to the BuiltSides part the BuiltMenu (okay, I made that one up), and you'll see your must-order: savory potato beignets. These ping pong ball-sized, delicious treats are a play on pâte à choux with the added attraction of potato, fried twice (like BuiltBurgers' fries) for a golden brown finish.
So what do BuiltBurger's potato beignets teach us about sex?
It's what's inside that counts.
Actually, the BuiltBurger patties give us a clue to this, as they take what are normally toppings and put them in the meat. Do you like bacon and bleu cheese with your burger? Order the Pinnacle Bacon Bleu, and they're in the patty, along with caramelized onions. The Magnificent Chorizo spikes the beef with chorizo, adding poblano peppers and cojita cheese. And the Supreme Pastrami has many mustards, pickles, and--you know it--pastrami.
Those beignets have a perfectly crisp exterior, but bite into them (be patient, as they're steaming hot), and it's like you've plunged into a pool of silky smooth mashed potatoes. Heavenly.
So, not only should you not judge a book by its cover, but you should try to see the goodness inside. Let's stereotype about men for a moment. We're said to have hard exteriors, but get past that shell, and many of us are softies inside. Just like those beignets.
The onus, though, shouldn't be on others to see through us. We need to take responsibility to change. Isn't "When I'm alone with him, he's so nice, but when he's with his friends, he's such a jerk," a common complaint against us guys? Why do we change that way? A big factor is homophobia, which I partly define as fear of being perceived as gay. The pressure's so strong that we often need to act tough in front of our friends.