Derelict Chef Hates Foodies

In the past couple months, jillion's of people have laboriously asked why I do not cook more and if I do not cook, what do I eat? Some have even demanded I cook for them. Infidels! My food consumption, especially my act of cooking should be nobody's concern. The moment I mention I went to culinary school, I love how people try to make small talk by mentioning that they are also a foodie. "Also"? BTW, I really hate the word foodie and people who use it like it's a legit adjective to describe themselves. Foodie is NOT a real word! And honestly, is there anyone who isn't a foodie? Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like food? Even anorexic girls love food. I also love how they compare their inferior preferences to my supercalifragilisticexpialidocious tastes. So what do I eat? Whatever they have at the restaurant! Honestly, I'm not sure cause I've been eating out every day so all the tastes are blending in with one another and forming this extreme umami taste on the buds these days. I might as well eat some MSG. Yes, it gets exhausting, but until some enginerd invents disposable pots and pans, I may continue this odd urban behavior called eating out. I am a rogue chef! YES! I feel like I have street cred or something now! I do love cooking, but ever since the new job, I've had barely enough time to squeeze in the partying, let alone the sleep. So cooking has taken the backseat and completely abandoned. I shall cook something spectacular this weekend and post another blog. But seriously, unless I'm eating out, I really don't eat anything. Below is a picture of today's lunch...

Hugs and Kisses,