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“Who Am I? Why Am I Here?”

Confuzzled cookie is confuzzled…

a.k.a … A Fine Fine Line part two.

A couple of people passed along Food Asshole’s Dilemma yesterday; hat tips go out to my friend Blair and @casaveneracion for passing the post along. Suffice it to say, I got a good belly laugh out of it, and I’d really love to see the book. 😉

Seeing this post and Floreakeats’ subsequent post revival still raised a bunch of questions in my mind last night, mostly because I’m still a padwan in this adventure we call food fandom.

  • Was ‘foodie’ ever a positive term?
  • When did ‘foodie’ get co-opted by the food snobs/food assholes of the world, if it did? I have a different feeling about the term (as likely shown in “…A Fine Fine Line”), but I easily may be conflating things.
  • Should we food enthusiasts/geeks try to take it back?
  • What should we call ourselves instead? – Personally, I’d reserve gastronome for someone like Floreakeats, who has a bit more related formal education than this home cook and shutterbug Hapa does, but that’s just my gut talking.
  • Should I just go ‘Eh, it’s just a label’ and enjoy the ride?

Not earth-shattering thoughts and questions in the grand scheme of things, I know. I probably should take a cue from many academic article findings sections I’ve seen; “We still need to perform more research on this topic.”  I’d still like to see what y’all think, though.

Postscript: Personally, I feel I’m here to share my love of food and photography. Yes. I’m slack with my updates. I am definitely an amateur on both counts, and by no means do I consider myself a pro. I still have plenty to learn about both, and heaven forbid that I stop learning. I do this for the fun of it. If you don’t like what I do, you are more than free to mosey on down to another blog. To each his/her own.

Yes, even as a Hapa, I jokingly embrace the Asian stereotype of being an obsessive photographer — especially of food. I’m still half-Asian, after all. 

Edit: Come to think of it, I don’t really do selfies. Don’t worry, I’m not about to start doing so.


Identity Crisis (aka: A Fine, Fine Line…)

Mushroom, Mushroom...

I had a little trouble trying to explain the difference between a foodie and a food snob to my soon-to-be mother-in-law at dinner the other day, which got me wondering:

First: Am I truly a foodie? Friends have called me a foodie, and I self-describe as a semi-foodie.
Second: Is there really a difference between a foodie and a food snob?

I enjoy food: cooking it and eating it. This applies to everything from the James Beard award-winning restaurant (well, hypothetically) to diner food to home cooking to the occasional pack of Maruchan Ramen. Heck… I like it all… or close-to-all. If I didn’t, this blog wouldn’t exist, really…

I also am willing to try something at least once and I’m nowhere near picky about what I eat (if anything…just making sure I keep a healthy balance and eat what I’m in the mood for, where available).  I definitely love sharing my love for food as well as my knowledge with others; I am humble enough to know there’s much I still need to learn. Food is not a vehicle of one-upsmanship for me (a hallmark of what I feel food snobs are as opposed to foodies), and I don’t think I’m too good for particular foods, restaurants, or what have you …

What I don’t like I’ve had and ended up not having a taste for (see: liver); I know there’s a difference between having a preference for one thing over another and being condescending. There’s also a huge difference between picky eating and food snobbery, and I realize that.  On the other hand, I’ve heard that foodies and food snobs are one in the same, though I really don’t subscribe to that notion (hence the self-description).

I guess “foodie” is just a label…a label that only means so much in the grand scheme of things. While I’ve bounced the foodie/snob question off of Byko and Kechara, I’m curious about what you all think: Is there a difference between a foodie and a food snob? Should I be describing myself another way or not worry about it? After all… it’s all about the food… right?


There’s a fine, fine line between love / and a waste of time…. Kate Monster in Avenue Q