The bagel and cream cheese thread got me to thinking about the ways in which we chowhounds are a contradictory lot—so open-minded and adventurous in some ways and so vehemently opposed to what we consider breaches of cultural integrity on the other. It may simply amount to privileging knowledge—feeling people should know the rules before they break them—but at any rate:
Midlife inspired this thread by suggesting that pizza, bagels, pastrami, and hot dogs caused the most furor.
In my case, most of my indignance is reserved for certain Italian dishes—not pizza, because I accept that that has truly been adopted and adapted in no less genuine ways by nonItalians (which isn't to say I don't have my own preferences, just that some foods belong to us all—*unless* you're eating it in Italy, in which case don't insist in English that it's got to have 4 types of meat on it for God's sake, which I did hear once and felt sick with shame by association).
But for the moment, I'm thinking that the thing I can't abide being done wrong is a Caesar salad. No virtually raw egg, no anchovy, no Caesar! Hell, it's a Brutus. Heh.