Saturday, November 3, 2007

Foodie

As I sat at work yesterday and thought about my next Blog post (we weren’t very busy in the afternoon) a thought popped in my head. “Am I a Foodie?” This then turned into thoughts on the definition of a Foodie and my self-proclaimed qualifications to call myself a Foodie.

Once I got home from work I immediately Googled the word Foodie. Wikipedia is the first link that comes: Foodie is an informal term for a particular class of aficionado of food and drink.” I like this definition and they also go on to describe the difference between a Gourmet and a Foodie.

So here’s my Top Ten Reasons why I’m a Foodie:

10. I love to bake/cook AND I love to go out to eat

9. I consider food my hobby (along with other things – I’d like to consider myself well-rounded)

8. I love receiving kitchen gadgets as presents (One year my husband gave me a kitchen scale for Christmas...just what I wanted!)

7. I have my tried and true recipes, but am constantly on the look out for new recipes to add to my collection.

6. I love receiving compliments about the food I make.

5. I have a TiVo Season Pass to at least 4 Food Network shows (i.e. Ace of Cakes, Good Eats, Feasting on Asphalt, Next Food Network Star, etc)

4. I worked for a Food Broker for six years. The best perk was samples of food (especially new products before they hit the shelf).

3. I’d rather spend money on food than most other things. For example, I’ve never spent money on a massage because I’d rather spend it on food.

2. When I think of vacations I remember the food experiences (Strawberry Charlotte in Paris, Bratwurst in Germany, Roasted Chicken and fresh tortillas in Mexico, Clam Chowder in Cannon Beach, Chocolate Milkshake in Portland, etc) I even go so far as to find restaurants I want to try when most people find the tourist attractions they want to see.

1. It’s hereditary (I come from a long line of Foodies. My Grandma was always making sure we were eating at any family gathering which included making us get seconds. My Dad bakes bread without a recipe and I remember him creating new stir-fry dishes growing up. My Mom created a food journal – each Sunday dinner she would write down the menu in a notebook and who was at the dinner. Enough said or should I provide more hereditary evidence?)

1 comment:

Stephen said...

Rebecca has always thought it was funny that my side of the family constantly talks about food. Like your #2, she says that our memories center around food. Her family rarely remembers past meals. I also just told Rebecca yesterday that one of the best birthday presents she could give me was going to a good restaurant.