Eating gone mad.

Reading an interview with an enterprising woman who had set up a restaurant in the country, she was quoted as saying (with a sigh!) that when people first came through the doors, they wanted “toasted sandwiches and Devonshire tea” and she had ..”…let me see…shiraz-glazed squab…”
 I suppose that’s fine for those who want that sort of thing, But, especially out in the country, what’s nicer than a lovely fresh salad sandwich? Or something similar? Do we really need the likes of “shiraz-glazed squab”?
 Saw a commercial for the next episode of “Master Chef” (I don’t watch it) which stated that the chefs were going to “re-invent the Sunday roast”. Well, sorry! The Sunday roast is popular – and has been for probably centuries by now – because people love their Sunday roast. 
As it is!
Why try to “re-invent” it?
Has eating gone crazy?
Don’t answer.