Jacob Kastrenakes: Your bag of potato chips can hear what you're saying.
Alexis Madrigal: The Starbucks latte, as it developed, became to its espresso+milk European ancestors what Panda Express is to high Sichuan cuisine: deracinated, but irresistible.
Washington Post: Carmen Fuentes, the deputy scheduler for Rep. Austin Scott (R-Ga.) is the type of foodie who could add Nutella to a Choco Taco.
Diana Vreeland: We all need a splash of bad taste. No taste is what I'm against.
Jana Uyeda, 35, a photographer and social media consultant in Seattle: I love my friends, but sometimes their taste in restaurants is terrible.
Yarek Waszul: Tumblr, infectious as it may be, is symptomatic of a vacuous taste-making culture that thrives on fickle inside jokes and the immediacy of novelty qua novelty.
Will Blythe: ... as insufferable in their virtue as a teenage vegan ...
Adam Kotsko: My local grocery store, in a pretty progressive neighborhood famous for its lesbian population, doesn't even bother to carry recycled paper towels.
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