Since I’ve graduated from college, I have found that one of the best ways to keep in contact with friends, besides through email or Facebook, is through blogging. I particularly keep up with two friends who just happen to update their blogs regularly.
First, there’s Ben. He’s studying abroad in Germany and France and in order to keep all of us up-to-date over here in the States, he blogs on an almost daily basis. His posts range from book reviews to food to really whatever comes to his mind, and it’s a good way to live vicariously through another friend and see Europe. He’s a wonderful and thought-provoking writer. I also find his posts encouraging, so if you need a something good to read, check it out.
There’s also my good friend Julie. Julie and I are sorority sisters, and have become even better friends within the past two years. She is a wonderful writer, and lives up in Ohio, much to my dismay (basically because I don’t really get to see her all that much). I also read her blog regularly, and I was perplexed by one of her posts within the past couple of weeks.
Her post, also titled “Food, Glorious Food”, made me stop and think, and it’s been in the back of my mind since I read her post. Here’s the paragraph that puzzled me:
“As VP of the I Love Food Club* for the past 12+ years, I say (off-the-record, mind you) that food is overrated. I don’t particularly enjoy eating. I like that it gives me nutrition for my body to function well, and I love the taste of whatever I am enjoying, but the physical act of eating? Eh. One does not give a dinner party just to feed the participants. One, however, does it to invite over friends for excellent conversation and the enjoyment of the amiable company, and perhaps even the anticipation and fun of cleaning and dressing up one’s dining area. The food is an important part too, but one does not look forward to eating. One looks forward to the time spent.”
As someone who really enjoys food and hopes to work in the food industry one day, I find this paragraph rather saddening. I do love you lots Julie, but this made me want to cry! Seeing this in writing made me sad because I believe that it’s an attitude held by most Americans: food is simply something to put into the body to keep it running and there’s no need to spend time to fix or eat the meal. This in turn is part of what, I feel, has led to food the way that it is now: canned, processed, non-nutritious, fast food, it goes on and on, just pick one.
Now, this isn’t an attitude that is held by all, which is evident in the quickly growing food world. Lots of people consider themselves “foodies”; Food Network and Cooking Channel are constantly running, Top Chef just won an Emmy, but those really seem to be a little superficial to me.
I like how Foodie with the Family described food. She had to describe the kind of blogger that she is and why food is important to her, and here is what she said:
“Food is a creative outlet, sensuous pleasure, science experiment, math formula, historic treatise and cultural study all rolled into one. And like it or not, the food we make speaks volumes about who we are and how we view life and love.”