sarcasm has a crush on the truth

What’s the deal with salt and pepper? They don’t come from the same street-corner of color, they don’t come from the same ends of the earth, and they don’t come from the same clique of periodic table elements—the whole of which, by most scholarly estimations, has a mitten in the mysterious mix making up the better breadth of the best-guessed universe. Pepper will tempt you, if overused, to buttonhole the chef between sneezes; salt is an unprescribed decongestant by way of unintentional dehydration. They don’t look the same, taste the same or smell the same. Completely, unanimously, inarguably different.

And, yet, every day they sup together.

Weird.