I’m coming clean.
I can’t stand caviar.
First (only) time I tried it I felt like Tom Hanks in the movie Big when he’s at the buffet table, tries a spoonful, and couldn’t spit it out fast enough.
And I’ll never understand why people pay tens of thousands of dollars for the stuff. Yet some of my friends and colleagues love these putrid little pearls. And they keep insisting that the more I “understand” its “complexity” the better it will taste.
I’ll take their word for it.
I don’t need to understand my food. And I don’t need it to be complex. I just want to enjoy it – and not have to pay a semester’s college tuition for it.
So what does my confession have to do with eminent domain?
My distaste for caviar and the fact that I wouldn’t pay a dime for the stinky stuff came to mind when I was trying to explain to a client why we felt it would be imprudent for her to get her own appraisal after the NCDOT came to her with a low ball offer.Read More