Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Peter Piper Picked a Pack of Pickeled ... Pictures of his food?

Everyone knows one but never admits to being one. They are the people who are obsessed with their food to the point where they feel the need to brag about it. We get it, food is delicious, can be complex, and is one of the few guaranteed joys of life. But I've never understood why people feel the need to take photos of their food and publish them, or describe in detail the wonderful meal they just ate.
[Unless that's your job. The one and only exclusion are chefs. By all means, if I could successfully capture the masterpiece of my work in a single snapshot, I'd post it all over the world.]

I'm not alone. The New York Times did a whole story on the seemingly new phenomenon. Maybe these people appreciate the art that is involved in the making of food, maybe the onset of 24/7 available technology has inspired it, or maybe these people are just not hungry enough to want to ravage the meal in front of them almost as immediately as they get it (much like me).

But the addiction becomes unsettling when I read ridiculous "news" tidbits like this: “It was a nightmare,” Mr. Garcia said, particularly because the unfocused pictures “were not the quality I’m used to.”" (One food exasperator who lost his precious iPhone and thus had to find other methods to carry out his obsession.)

One woman blogs 66% of her meals as a way to describe who she really is via food. Really? Even if you can find someone to read that blog, the behavior she is exhibiting seems unhealthy. What's the point anyway? I know people that feel the need to describe in detail the ingredients of a great meal they just ate, or how they went to a popular eatery last weekend. It might just be me, but I really don't care.

When it comes to food talk, I am very unromantic. I want more practical details. Tell me how you made it faster than before, tell me how you whipped something up with uncommon ingredients, tell me a new way to cook something.... hence the reason I like watching 'Chopped' or 'Iron Chef' over Paula Dean's homestyle cookin' (<--she irritates me almost as much as Carrot Top).

Clearly, you know my opinion on it. And that's all it is. But when it comes to food, I'm eating it, not documenting.

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