Highly descriptive, but a bit awkward to weave into sentences:
It's a real fussy-little-bitch place.
All the fussy-little-bitches go there. (Well, maybe.)

It'll be hard for newspapers to adopt because it takes too much headline space and doesn't make for easy alliteration, e.g. 'Foodie Fun!'

Perhaps distilled down to initials:
* 'You know him: total FLB!'
* 'Have you tried X?' 'Last night. FLB central.'

I'm kinda liking the potential of that.

Perhaps distilled down to initials:
* 'You know him: total FLB!'
* 'Have you tried X?' 'Last night. FLB central.'

A bit too close to the common sports-related acronym for a lopsided and particularly merciless victory, 'FBD,' meaning 'effin' beat down.' Equally descriptively derogatory, though.

ronnie_suburban wrote:The term that I hear thrown around quite often by some of my friends and work partners is 'fussy little bitch,' as in "Ronnie won't eat that -- he's a fussy little bitch." Frankly, I can live with that.

=R=

I don't know why, but the description of you by others as a FLB is making me laugh. Not a good thing because I have been really unwell this week.

A lot of ppl describe me as fussy as well, but it's really not so. I just find that far too many cooks overcomplicate things, and it ruins food, imo.

Another thing that gets my mouth moving a mile a minute is that stuff they call "meat" at Subway and the like. A lot of folks simply don't understand my stance that turkey and beef are not open to interpretation. If not eating something that is not what it has been labeled makes me fussy, then so be it.

Lol - Subway has even started to paint their jello loaves brown on the outside to mimic the appearance of turkey skin.

Ok, maybe I am a "foodie."

Most ppl just shrug it off and say, "Well, that's what they sell, and it tastes good."
I say, "F Subway and whatever fake garbage they sling down the throats of ppl who choose to accept it."

I always picture those ppl sitting down to Thanksgiving Dinner with a big spread of mashed potatoes from a box, sweet potatoes from a can, canned green bean casserole with extra off brand cream of preservative and sodium soup, a bowl with cranberry glop standing straight up and down still in can mold format, and the coup de gras:
a rectangular turkey loaf in all its glory in the middle of the table. Shimmering and steaming like the pile of crap that it is.
"Would you like a corner or a middle piece?"

The sad thing is, I can go on and on about this.

Ok, maybe I am a "foodie."

Anyone else notice that Minute Maid, through the power of advertising, can sell their cartons of OJ from concentrate at the same price point as the not from concentrate brands like Tropicana and Florida's Natural?

Ok, maybe I am a "foodie."

Hmmm - I wonder if anyone has a comic routine like that hillbilly guy.

You might be a foodie if you know which Indian Grocer has better homemade veggie samosa for sale at the counter, and which has better meat samosa. You can't buy them both at one place. You just can't. You must go to both.

You might be a foodie if you die a little inside when someone at the table orders the same thing that someone else already ordered.

You might be a foodie if you see someone buying a honeydew in December, and you think to yourself in complete seriousness, "wow, what a bumbling idiot."

Ok, I know, I know...don't quit my day job.

seebee wrote:A lot of ppl describe me as fussy as well, but it's really not so. I just find that far too many cooks overcomplicate things, and it ruins food, imo.

Another thing that gets my mouth moving a mile a minute is that stuff they call "meat" at Subway and the like. A lot of folks simply don't understand my stance that turkey and beef are not open to interpretation. If not eating something that is not what it has been labeled makes me fussy, then so be it.

Lol - Subway has even started to paint their jello loaves brown on the outside to mimic the appearance of turkey skin.

Ok, maybe I am a "foodie."

Most ppl just shrug it off and say, "Well, that's what they sell, and it tastes good."
I say, "F Subway and whatever fake garbage they sling down the throats of ppl who choose to accept it."

I always picture those ppl sitting down to Thanksgiving Dinner with a big spread of mashed potatoes from a box, sweet potatoes from a can, canned green bean casserole with extra off brand cream of preservative and sodium soup, a bowl with cranberry glop standing straight up and down still in can mold format, and the coup de gras:
a rectangular turkey loaf in all its glory in the middle of the table. Shimmering and steaming like the pile of crap that it is.
"Would you like a corner or a middle piece?"

The sad thing is, I can go on and on about this.

Ok, maybe I am a "foodie."

Anyone else notice that Minute Maid, through the power of advertising, can sell their cartons of OJ from concentrate at the same price point as the not from concentrate brands like Tropicana and Florida's Natural?

Ok, maybe I am a "foodie."

Hmmm - I wonder if anyone has a comic routine like that hillbilly guy.

You might be a foodie if you know which Indian Grocer has better homemade veggie samosa for sale at the counter, and which has better meat samosa. You can't buy them both at one place. You just can't. You must go to both.

You might be a foodie if you die a little inside when someone at the table orders the same thing that someone else already ordered.

You might be a foodie if you see someone buying a honeydew in December, and you think to yourself in complete seriousness, "wow, what a bumbling idiot."

Ok, I know, I know...don't quit my day job.

seebee,

If your ears were burning this afternoon (other than from the Zacatacos salsa), it was because this post was much discussed at the 5th anniversary party. What a searing, telling, pitch-perfect piece of writing that Thanksgiving description is. I've never perceived our post-Rockwellian American table as a dystopia, but it is. The wisdom and practices our society has forgotten sometimes scare me much more than the comfort brought to me by our new discoveries and conveniences.

I had a great time at my first event. Santander, GWiv, Kennyz + Better half, & I all discussed the turkey deli loaf at Tgiving post of yours. That was really funny.

Peace,

Actually, my whole head was burning because wife 1.0 found a hole in a the wall Indian joint in Bolingbrook somewhere, and we had the leftovers from Friday night. Even the biriyani was sizzling hot with chile! Banda Nawaz if anyone cares - prices are very good, and the food is decent for the price. Only had a few things so far, nothing extraordinary.

Anyway - glad I could bring a little entertainment or provoke a thought or two.

seebee wrote:Most ppl just shrug it off and say, "Well, that's what they sell, and it tastes good."
I say, "F Subway and whatever fake garbage they sling down the throats of ppl who choose to accept it."

Good for you. I like this perspective. I had a similar conversation with a friend that called me a food snob. He told me that McDonald's hamburgers were good. I told him that although they might taste good to him, they are nowhere near, "good" burgers. The back and forth went on for about 10 minutes with no resolution except for me to say that "it's up to you to choose what you want to eat and I choose not to eat there."

I guess we'll see sooner or later. The kind of "food" that is commercially produced is having a huge impact on the health (and waistline) of our nation. Maybe 10 years from now, people will look back and say that all the "foodies" were right about seeking out "real food."

Dmnkly wrote:My only objection to the term is that, like so many other recently-invented words, it's been rapidly and comically overused to the point of total uselessness. When "foodie" simply means you can name three cuts of steak, tell the difference between kosher salt and sea salt or understand that Thai food comes from Thailand rather than Taiwan, it's probably time to put it to bed.

This is the context that I use for this word. I see it as mildly derogatory - a "foodie" is someone who wants you to know you are eating Eritrean and not Ethiopian. Not that said foodie could necessarily define the difference, but they certainly do want you to know that they know that there is one

a "foodie" is someone who wants you to know you are eating Eritrean and not Ethiopian

I was at a business dinner at the Cambridge (UK) Holiday Inn some years back (the food was really quite good) when we all noticed my older French colleague chuckling to himself as he read the dessert menu. "What's so funny," we asked. "A fine selection of English cheeses," he answered. After he was reprimanded and the table had settled down some he lit the fire anew with, "perhaps in the morning we can all take a tour of English wine country."

He was joking of course. But then again he wasn't.

The quote above reminded me of this.

auxen1 wrote:
I was at a business dinner at the Cambridge (UK) Holiday Inn some years back (the food was really quite good) when we all noticed my older French colleague chuckling to himself as he read the dessert menu. "What's so funny," we asked. "A fine selection of English cheeses," he answered. After he was reprimanded and the table had settled down some he lit the fire anew with, "perhaps in the morning we can all take a tour of English wine country."

He was joking of course. But then again he wasn't.

Well, England may specialize in cider, rather than wine, but that doesn't mean it isn't one of the world's great cheese producers. With a tradition going back 2,000 years, it has some of the greatest cheese on the planet -- and greatest cheese stores (Neal's Yard and Paxton and Whitfield leap to mind). I can hardly imagine a world without Stilton, and Cheddar is hardly a cheese to be overlooked, but Lord's Hundred, Ticklemore, and Cornish Yarg are worth trying, too.

Of course, the French and English have never really agreed on much of anything, with the possible exception of the virtues of roast beef.

auxen1 wrote: "perhaps in the morning we can all take a tour of English wine country."

He could start here.

Well, England may specialize in cider, rather than wine, but that doesn't mean it isn't one of the world's great cheese producers. With a tradition going back 2,000 years, it has some of the greatest cheese on the planet -- and greatest cheese stores (Neal's Yard and Paxton and Whitfield leap to mind). I can hardly imagine a world without Stilton, and Cheddar is hardly a cheese to be overlooked, but Lord's Hundred, Ticklemore, and Cornish Yarg are worth trying, too.

similar arguments were made that night....and they were responded to with heartier and uncontrollable laughter (which as one of the few non Brits and non froggies was a lot of fun to watch)

He could start here.

I'll send him this link. He'll get a great laugh out of it.