Foodies and eating with Instagram
I am digitally fatigued
I just don’t get it anymore
Garance Dore just posted a very relevant post on FOMO ( Fear Of Losing Out ) here which gave me anxiety attacks when I read it because as I observe people going nuts on social media I am regressing into as low fi an (unconnected) life as I can. I posted a few weeks ago a very appropriate video called I forgot My Phone , which deals with this . Do not miss it. I am not over-connected and I never will be , I have no personal Facebook account nor am I on Instagram , and yet looking at how people around me live gives me nightmares.
I was having dinner this weekend with my boyfriend at an incredible oyster restaurant on a wooden pier on Tomales Bay, Northen California : Middle Of Nowhere.
It was an unbelievable experience, the sun was setting , there was water all around us, we were in a beautiful old wooden room, ducks were flying outside the windows, geese migrating, wolves howling…whatever …it was paradise, but obviously not paradise enough for the silly foodies/lame over-sharers at the table next to us.
Ok first of all the word foodie : pet hate .
You like food, we get it . Stop calling yourself a foodie, you are ridiculous. You probably cannot cook and you buy your fresh produce at Safeways instead of going to your local farmer’s market . WTF ?
A foodie is not someone who likes food …. everyone likes food ! a foodie thinks he knows food because he reads Trip Advisor . A foodie never goes to a farmer’s market either , they go to Whole Foods and they get their crapucinos at Starbucks….as you can read…I hate foodies . They contribute nothing to food culture except recommending you bad restaurants . Two years ago they were drinking Folgers instant coffee with Coffee-Mate and now they are all Volluto from their Nespresso machines .
So back to the beautiful wooden room on the water with the sunset : The moment this couple sat down at their table they started sharing the experience , plate by plate, forkful by forkful , on Instagram. Hey look : a good bottle of wine : snap, post, hey look an empty glass of wine: snap, post, hey look a selfie with my empty again glass of wine in front of the setting sun : snap : post, hey look I just ate an oyster : here is the empty oyster shell, snap post , hey look ! another plate of food arrived, wait ! don’t taste it, I have to shoot it ! snap post stare and my phone : any comments, did anyone reply to me ? is anyone there ? hellooooooo ? look at me pleaseeeeeeee ! I just posted a shot of an oyster shell on my Instagram feed !!!!!
This went on and on for exactly 1 and 1/2 hours by which time I had finished my dinner and was ready to go but they were still taking pix of the table, the empty wine glasses , the menu and every single mouthfull they took
Of course we were in such a remote place that there was no phone coverage so their dinner experience was ruined because they were ignored and constantly checking to see if anyone replied . As I walked past their tables i heard one of them say : oh ! maybe Twitter works here ?
Since no one tweets anymore , and Instagram is the new black I left them with a sad and resigned look on their faces when they realized that they had to face each other with nothing to talk about .
PS exactly one year after this article I went deeper into the subjects of foodies, foodism, food advocacy and good food , you can read about it here.