Fun fact. It’s uncomfortably awesome to be insulted. I don’t know exactly what that means from a psycho-analysissy standpoint and I’m not really sure I want to. But whatever. You’re not my mom, leave me alone!
This douche-tastic restaurant called Urban Eatery in Minneapolis does just that. It insults, while still intriguing. Good move, Hipster-style restaurant, good move. They insult while still compliment. I like to call this type of snide remark, “the mompliment”. Makes you feel bad about yourself but good at the same exact time!
I want to go to there.
For example:
“Here’s the thing: Do you ever wake up in your designer platform bed in your urban loft, shuffle over to your espresso machine and wonder: Is this all there is? “
First, the compliment: I have great taste in bedwareand also espresso machines!
Then, the negative: I am a vain, silly person.
Thank G-d there’s always dining establishments to make us feel at home.








