But I'm going to argue about taste, anyway. Or at least vent.
DH is of the mind that the worth of everything, yes everything, is a matter of personal taste.
A BK stacker trumps steak au poivre if you're a fan of Burger King.
Kid Rock beats Bach if you like....rap rock, or whatever genre Kid rock sings.
The Holiday Inn and the Ritz both provide equal services.
We have this argument usually on long car trips, just because it keeps us entertained.
Now there are times when I really want to eat a Big Mac while listening to Duran Duran in the parking lot of a Motel 6. And for fifteen minutes I'm in heaven. THAT SAID, even in my 8 million calorie-and-80's-hair-laden bliss, I *know* that Simon le Bon can't sing (but he's still cute) and that McD's beef is crap.
I know I'm preaching to the choir here...but is there any way to WIN this argument? I used to think DH would argue his side just to get my goat (which it does)...but he's sincere. Sigh.