Food Porn

Photos of food. Where would Hong Kong be without photos of food? In a city where the camera always eats first, where people beheld the selfie-stick for the first time and thought “finally, a practical solution to an everyday problem” rather than “Christ, it’s the end of humanity,” photos of food are woven in to Hong Kong’s, and East Asia’s, daily fabric.

I did a little bit of searching on the subject, so you wouldn’t have to waste your time, and, as I suspected, there’s a lot of stuff out there. Here’s a website entitled ‘Pictures of Asians Taking Pictures of Food’, which is probably a teeny bit racist because other people must do it too but hey, and here’s an article about people taking pictures of people taking pictures of food. Presumably you can go on searching and find websites about people taking pictures of people taking pictures of people taking pictures of people taking pictures… like looking into a mirror that’s facing another mirror… of food until your head explodes.

Then there’s the backlash: some restaurants in France (quelle surprise) get a bit snooty about people taking pictures of food (no word yet on what they think of people taking pictures of people taking pictures of food). A warning for readers of a sensitive disposition: that last link will take you to the Daily Mail website.

So a while ago, as a very mild form of investigative journalism, I tried to take pictures of every dinner I had for a week. And, as I soon discovered, it’s actually harder than it looks to take photos of your food…

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Monday: A day off work and, with no plans and no desire to actually cook something, I regress and have a sort of post-primary school dinner of frozen pizza and hashed browns. Except things get a bit messy when I try to fry them both from frozen (it said I could on the packets!). The pizza topping comes unstuck on the bottom of the pan and the hashed brown collapses. Bon Appetit.

Tuesday: I go to Triple O’s for a dirty burger before my writing group. I have every intention of taking a picture but, when the food arrives, I’m so overcome with burger lust that I forget and don’t remember again until I’m licking the last of the ketchup from my fingers.

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Wednesday: As an early birthday celebration, I have a Korean BBQ buffet. For the uninitiated, this involves picking lots of meat from a kind of raw buffet and frying it in a pit in the centre of your table. At the time, I think this is the most amazing development ever in human dining, yet I always regret it severely the morning after. I think the medical term is a ‘meatover’.

Thursday: I forget to take a picture of my dinner. I genuinely can’t remember what I had. This dinner, like an early episode of Doctor Who, has been lost forever.

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Friday: My second early birthday dinner – a Japanese feast of sushi and okonomiyaki, sake and nama biiru. Little known fact: if I could have a bed made out of a particular type of food, it would be an okonomiyaki.

Saturday: I forgot to take a picture. I admit it. I failed miserably in this attempt to catalogue a week’s worth of dinners.

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Sunday: The birthday dinner. Steak. Lamb chops. Mash with little bits of bacon on it. Need I say anymore?

So, there we have it. Apparently it’s not in my nature to photograph every meal I have. My brain rebelled against the concept and I forgot almost as often as I remembered. Even when I did, the photos were missing the most important part: me, leaning into shot, pulling a silly face. From now on I’ll leave it to the experts. The Asians.

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3 comments

  1. 3ethan · February 18, 2015

    haha, the experts! happy birthday btw! was it a good day?

    • whatididinhongkong · February 20, 2015

      Yes, thank you. As that picture of the lamb chops hopefully prove!

      • 3ethan · March 5, 2015

        YW!
        It’s been ages since I had lamb chops, lucky!

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