5 Absurdly Expensive Pieces of Junk Food

Now, imagine how much harder that will be once you're a wealthy tycoon, with wealthy tycoon friends. You can't be caught eating that shit at your fancy operas or charity balls, even if it is the food of the gods. But who among your snooty friends could look down on you for eating the $69 gourmet hot dog at Serendipity 3 restaurant in New York. Look at it!

That bastard is "...grilled in white truffle oil and topped with duck foie gras, caramelized Vidalia onions, heirloom tomato ketchup and Dijon mustard."

The only problem is that, knowing how competitive rich douchebags can be, eventually one of your friends will boast that they have found a better, more expensive dog. They are speaking of the $80 "McMullen dog."

First, half a pound of beef is rolled into a tube. Next, it's "... deep fried and rolled in truffle oil, then coated with porcini dust, sprinkled with white truffle shavings and topped with dollops of creme fraiche, caviar and fresh roe." Unfortunately, the only place to get it is at the stadium of the Brockton Rox baseball team. So you'll probably have to send your butler to go pick it up.

Totally worth it.

Ramen is a bowl of noodles, broth, spices and destitution that you'll find in college dorms and poverty-stricken homes across the U.S. It sells for pennies for a dried package.

In Japan, it has a better reputation -- ramen is a street food, kind of like hot dogs or kebabs. The most you should expect to pay there is $10 off a vendor in Tokyo. The most you should expect to pay for ramen in the U.S. is a simple "thanks" for your buddy's roommate down the hall.

But no matter where you go, ramen is comfort food -- a rush of warm salt and fat that makes you wonder why people feel the need to spend actual money on food with ingredients they can identify. But once you've moved up in the world, like after your patent for the self-lighting bong goes through, you're not going to be allowed to sit down at the dinner table with your trophy wife and three kids and cram your face into a steaming bowl of ramen.

Unless you pay $110 for a super-fancy bowl of ramen. BEHOLD:

You'll have to go to a particular Tokyo restaurant (Fujimaki Gekijo) to get it, and you'll need to make reservations well in advance. What do you get for your money? Well, it's ... basically the same stuff. But with more pretension, as Chef Shoichi Fujimaki has no problem telling you:

"Usually a product is 80 percent materials and 20 percent effort. But for me, it is the opposite. To be honest, my ingredients are basically the same as when I was selling ramen for 1,000 yen ($13)."

After making that statement, Fujimaki crowed like a rooster and slammed a football that came out of nowhere into the ground, just in case anyone was doubting his swagger. So, who is buying this ramen? People who have made their way to the top of the ramen chain, that's who.

Fujimaki's restaurant is so exclusive that you need reservations at least three days ahead of time to get the good stuff. And even then, you have to have eaten at his other, cheaper restaurants first or else he won't accept your reservation. And if you get in, you still have to follow his Soup Nazi-ish instructions on how to eat it.

And that is why you need to work hard to earn that extra money. So that your former simple pleasures can be made much harder.

Oh, and they're not cubes, they're spheres. These "perfectly spherical" (quotes theirs) chunks of ice are made from purified water and are precisely 2.5 inches in diameter, which any scientist will tell you is the exact diameter at which ice reaches maximum levels of fanciness.

Serving these frozen spheres isn't as easy as just putting the ice into your drink; that would be too simple for such a luxurious product. First, you have to carefully remove the ice from the luxury pouch it comes in. Then, you have to wait three or four minutes for a "frost" to form on its surface before finally putting the ice in your guest's glass. It's up to you whether or not you add the roofies then or later.

So who are the people willing to pay $5 per cube of frozen Dasani? Here's one of their clients:

You want to be like Hef, don't you?

But damn it, your children are going to have the best. When they come in from the cold, they're going to have the hot chocolate equivalent of an Escalade with spinning rims encrusted with African conflict diamonds. They're getting the $25,000 mug of hot chocolate at the same restaurant that featured the $69 hot dog: Serendipity 3.

BE HUMBLED IN ITS PRESENCE:

The frozen hot chocolate (sorry -- "Frrrozen Haute Chocolate") contains 28 different cocoas from around the world and truffles from France. Also, it includes five grams of Swiss gold mixed in with the rest of the ingredients.

The goblet it's served in is crowned with gold (and diamonds), and then you're given a golden spoon to eat it with, which we assume you get to keep. And as if all that isn't enough decadence, at the bottom of the dish is an 18-carat gold and diamond bracelet, not for eating, but for wearing.

Nevertheless, if you ever actually eat the rest of this dessert, you'll put more precious gold in your mouth than any human ever has.

Beer runs are the third most common reason to go to a convenience store, right behind needing to take a piss and committing armed robbery. And while everybody knows there are the occasional microbrews that cost as much as a six pack for every drink, beer is still considered the working man's beverage of choice.

Damn it, there should be some way to make even our middle class neighbors jealous when drinking the stuff, right?

Enter Antarctic Nail Ale, a beer sold for a whopping $800 bucks a bottle. Why is it so pricey? Well, along with being from one of the aforementioned microbreweries, the 30 bottles produced were all made from actual Antarctic ice, as in the stuff that's melting at an alarming rate. Making a beer out of Antarctic ice is like making straws out of triceratop horns -- it's no wonder it's so expensive.

Another reason these guys are charging $800 per bottle is that they say the money is going to a good cause. And by "good cause" we mean the Shepherd's Conservation Society, also known as "eco-terrorists." These guys, who are apparently ALL ABOUT animals, brought back some chunks of Antarctic ice after their last whale-saving expedition. Why ice? Because fuck penguins, that's why. So for $800 you can get a nice little buzz, claim to have consumed an ecological equivalent to the dodo bird and donate money to a group that has been known to throw goddamn acid at whaling ships.

If you're uncomfortable with supporting eco-terrorism, you could go for a slightly cheaper beer: a $765 bottle of The End of History. When it comes to this particular beer, there are two things you need to know. One, at 110 proof, this beer is more alcohol than water. And two, it's packaged inside a dead animal.

You thought we were joking, didn't you?

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