21 March 2012

Food-tography or, Why What You Ate Today Is No Concern of Mine

I was craving Romanian food last week so I decided to wield my authoritative power and influence as a Romanian instructor (I share an office with a room full of wacks and I lost count of how many people use my desk.  Really, it's not that glamorous.) by making my students bring food to class for a grade.  Romanian Day! Wooo!  They eat, I eat, they all get A's!  It's a win-win-win, in the words of Michael Scott.

But that's a bit beside the reason for this post.

There is something strange afoot at the Circle K.

Something that has been severely bothering me and which, no matter how hard I try, I just cannot wrap my mind around.

Food-tography: (n) the act of taking pictures of the various meals which one consumes throughout the day, giving those pictures an urban, cutting edge flavor using Instagram, and then posting those pictures on Facebook so the universe can see all the hip food that one eats.

What is NOT classified in food-tography are photos of food for the the purpose of recipe blogs and foodie mags.  You know, where a picture of food actually serves a purpose.

But seriously, people, why is this a thing?  Someone, please enlighten me. The eggs Benedict you had for breakfast.  The pad thai you whipped up for lunch.  The sea scallops and roasted asparagus you ate for dinner.  I. DO. NOT. CARE.  Are you showing off your refined pallet?  Your laudable calorie intake?  If you document it before it goes in, what's stopping you from documenting it when it comes out?  Do not ever do that.  But...I'm just saying I wouldn't be surprised if that started trending.  

Should I start photographing my daily meals?  I'm sure you're all dying to know what I eat. How selfish of me for keeping you in the dark.  Here you go:


(That burger came from Pendulum Court and there actually was a girl taking a picture of it, so I could hunt her down and get a copy of it if Paint doesn't cut it for you.)

So, what did you take away from this besides the fact that I like spinach?  Nothing.  Case in point.

Pretty much the only time I want to see you practicing food-tography is if you ate a sheep's head, a sushi roll the size of a Samurai's thigh, or a Corn Flake that looks like Jesus. Things that hold some weight in gastronomy. No rice pilaf allowed.

Bon appetit!


  1. This is exactly why I love you. All I have to say is, "AMEN!"

  2. The girls here are notorious about that. Makes no sense to me, but I suppose that when one is with 8 girls, one just learns to go with the flow.