My Secret Obsession

Everyone, my friends, my family, and even the occasional neighboring diner, notices my signature trait whenever I eat out: I like taking photos of my food. Some find it weird or annoying ["Just eat your food already!"], other times they find it amusing. One guy thought I was some food critic [thanks for the compliment].

But why do I do it? I'm not exactly sure where my origins started. I guess it might have started with my friend Angela, who has amazing photos on her flickr website, some of them of food. She was the first one I saw taking pictures of food, and I quickly caught up. But I guess, in taking photos of my food, I get to see the visually artistic elements of it before I eat it, sushi in particular. Most of the time, these pictures of what I ate will jog more memories of the day than my memory alone can conjure up by itself.

At self-serve frozen yogurt shops, I will often choose my toppings with emphasis on how they will look aesthetically for the photo that I will take of it three minutes later. Which isn't so bad, since I love trying new things. It's an odd way that I have found to express myself.