that was Some Pig.
I didn’t know we were using “cruelty-free” as an adjective for pork now. And “grain-fed” is pretty meaningless. Maybe I’m being whooshed?
Anyway, I grow my own bacon. Pasture-raised and Certified Naturally Grown, if we must adjectivize. To bring this around to the OP, here is a post I made a few years back about a BLT I “grew” myself here on the farm. Now you can all tell me if I was being pretentious.
Hyperbole meant to convey excessive detail given about the food, and yes it is ubiquitous.
Damn it, I should have named him Wilbur! Everybody pretend the aforemention pig is named Wilbur.
I think miz liz was joking about the pork. I think. It really does get hard to tell around here.
I’m sure he meant to say “grass fed.”
If that were on Facebook, I’d give it an A-. A picture would kick it up to a solid A.
Careful, seems like a few posters will take you to task for saying something sucks if you haven’t tried it.
“What we have here is a roll of concentrated essence of a previously digested Organic Corn Fed Black Angus Ribeye, roasted Vermont Fingerling Potatoes with chives in a drawn creamery butter, and grilled organic artisanal Aztec Maize on the cob. Fully digested for 24 hours before being captured in a hand thrown pottery urn to preserve the maize kernels and topped with our signature Fecessoise Sauce.”
I still ain’t eating it.
Exactly this. I think it’s more of a push to sound a certain way (some read that as foodie, others as pretentious) that warrants notice. It’s like the use of “artisanal.” That used to mean something, but now, every gramma on Etsy has caught on that it’s a trendy byword that translates to more cash and then it is everywhere. Which in turn, causes more eye rolling.
It was a joke. I’d have to check, but I think my bacon is Oscar Meyer, actually.
Does the current obsession with burgers, macaroni and cheese, cupcakes, white bread, etc., a counter-reaction all this pretentious nonsense? Food is food-and what tastes good is good food.
I’m totally not judging, but I have to chuckle at an OP about foodie snobbery and pretentiousness that uses the word “umami”.
I think that a lot of people get so obsessed with the sound/image of their ingredients that they fail to realize which adjectives are important to the recipe.
In the case of the OP, all of the adjectives describing the sandwich were relevant to the taste (except perhaps the wheat berry bread . . . I highly doubt that the eater would know the difference between that and some other variation on a wheat bread), so I think your example is a little off base, pancakes3.
Yes, except that it has elevated these foods (and their prices while dining out) to ‘gourmet’ status.
There’s a place here that serves different mac-and-cheeses as its specialty. It has never been as tasty as my own preparation, and at $15 a plate and up, depending on what ingredient they mix into it, it’s disgustingly expensive. The same with burgers at a similar price point. “See, traditional ‘just-food-food’ can be gourmet as well, look at how expensive it is!”
Yes, this.
A somewhat relevant video on YouTube.
You mean the people who are proud of themselves for liking bacon? You are right I think.
To the OP, you can scoff at the labeling of food, but the fact is there are 50 types of bread on a store shelf and most people pick a distinct style from a specific brand. Ex. Home style Honey Oat from Brownsberry.
That’s the same thing.
Do you drink Bud, eat wonder bread, use Barbarsol for shaving and drive Chevy to prove that you can’t process stuff after 1986 or whenever your worldview quit developing?
Didn’t make it in under the editing window, but to finish that thought with what I had originally planned to post:
Tonight for dinner I made pork chops with an onion/mushroom/beer sauce. If I told you that I had local pork chops from my farm share, from pigs raised in such-and-such a way, that would be . . . obscuring what I ate with information about the food systems I participate in, which might or might not be pretentious, depending on why we are having the conversation in the first place.