I had an anosmic friend once, and he liked to order spicy shrimp at a restaurant we went to sometimes. He would sniff the shrimp before he ate them, because the vinegary and peppery sauce on them would burn his nose. He said it was the only thing he could "smell."

Thinking about that, and thinking about the "wypipo don't season dey food" thing, I came to the conclusion that the negroid palate, like their cognitive skills, never progresses beyond toddler level. They grab a handful of common spices (usually onion powder, garlic powder, and hot pepper powder) and slather it all over their foods with no regard to the balance of flavors that a White person is capable of tasting. Something like French cuisine, with its layers upon layers of carefully balanced flavor and intellectual examination of the processes at even molecular levels is pearls before swine for them.

"Wypipo don't season dey food" is simply another example of pitiful negro inferiority--the type that the negro itself cannot even comprehend is a self-own.