All Star Face Off

The titans of our time go head-to-head. Only one will emerge victorious.

Today:
Monosodium Glutamate
v.
Iran
M.S.G. I.
Widely lauded for adding delicious meaty edge to delicious meaty foods. Widely lauded for innovative cookery w/ lamb, dried lime, pomegranate.
Causes wicked neat hallucinations if consumed in appropriate quantities. Has long crafty history of carpets w/ trippy patterns, ability to fly.
Causes sensation of brothy richness on tongue. Thinks women should not go out in public unless they are wearing hats.
"Sensation of brothy richness" really does not do aforementioned phenomenon justice. Is full-on taste, just like sweet/sour/salty/bitter are tastes. Is really quite stern re: aforementioned hats. Thinks hair poking out from underneath is path to wantonness, social breakdown.
Widely blamed for post-Chinese-meal headaches. Widely blamed for post-interrogation comas, skull fractures, deaths.
Totally not used at neighbourhood "Manchu Wok" and "Ho Lee Chow" outlets, on account of aforementioned headachery. Reconsidering long-established beat-photographers-to-death policy, on account of bad reviews in international press.
Deserves a break, frankly. Is tasty and mostly harmless. Is going to take the fifth at this point.
Seaweed. Pistachios.
"Asia." "Persia."
That almost rhymes. Rhyming leads to music leads to frolic leads to sexual intercourse, so shut up.
The Japanese call the taste "umami." No, your mama.
Gee whiz, who put that bee in your bonnet? It is not a bonnet.
It totally is, you know. ...
Bonnet bonnet bonnet. ...
... ...
... Your mama.
Winner: Monosodium Glutamate, on account of its ambrosially mouth-gratifying unctiousness.


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The battle royale.
(Largely as illustrated.)