Don’t Call Me A Foodie

foodie: (pronunciation: füd-ee)

Etymology: from Middle English fode

1: one who appreciates food (archaic)

2: food snob

3: dilettante who knows little about food but insists on imposing their opinions on others

I love food. Eating it, cooking it, learning about it. Sometimes, I even get paid to write about it. By most definitions that would make me a “foodie.” But when people call me that, my jaw clenches. It’s like nails on a chalkboard or seafood drenched in cheese. A repulsive and unholy sensory experience. An Ennio Morricone aria sung by Celine Dion.

“Foodie” is a casual descriptor, ostensibly neutral. One Sunday morning a couple months ago, I tweeted about how much I loathed being part of the genus “foodie.” To my surprise, my fellow food nerds tweeted their agreement. Here I was, thinking of myself as a bold contrarian only to discover that I was not alone. In fact, I was in the vast majority.

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