Who says we can't laugh at ourselves? Because a new blog called Shut Up, Foodie
has Gut Check in stitches this afternoon. (We found it thanks to the folks at Eater
.) The blog takes the piss out of everything foodie, from macaroons
("the new cupcake," apparently) to, yes, bacon.
I don't get it. Why? Why? Why bacon? Why? Is it because it is salty? Is it because it is fatty? Is it because it is from pigs? Why bacon? WHY WHY IS BACON THE HELLO KITTY OF FOOD? WHY?
Not only that but loooooooooving bacon is now this kind of shorthand for loooooving life. It's like the Rachel Weisz character in the movie version of "The Constant Gardener." She's a lusty earthy lady who is possibly having lusty earthy affairs as she traipses around Kenya saving children. Her character is so lusty that she is always doing succulent things like picking grapes off the table and eating them with her fingers, and sucking the spoon as she makes soup because she is so freaking sensual and fertile that she has to keep shoving it in your face or she's going to have a baby right then and there or something.
If that movie were made today, she'd be eating bacon all the freakin time.
Do yourself a favor and make it your procrastination destination for this Monday afternoon.