To Whomever it may concern:
It’s time for someone to come out and say what everyone thinks about your FourSquare restaurant check-ins and links to the New York Times dining section and iPhone photos of your four-course meals with the captions that say, “Ugh, foodporn… drool lol.” Or I guess not “everyone,” since it seems there are a half-dozen people who consistently “like” your steady stream of status updates about what you are putting in your mouth at any given moment.
You are not a foodie, you are just a fatty.
I’m still not quite sure what a foodie is. There has never been a situation in which someone referred to themselves as a foodie and I agreed that that was a suitable word, where I said, “Y’know, you’re right. You are a foodie. Thanks for telling me that about yourself because now it all really makes sense.”
But I can say with near-certainty that I know what the word does not mean.
