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As a professional restaurant critic, I suppose it would make sense for me to keep an ongoing journal of all the meals I've eaten. I don't. Like many journalists, I do keep a journal, but it's not about food. After all, I do have a life outside of sticking a fork into my mouth.
True, I do take notes (often surreptitiously) in restaurants. Each week's reviews in The Pitch stand as my official journal, as it were, of the meals I've eaten in local restaurants. As for meals I've lovingly prepared with my own two hands? I can't imagine anything more tedious than writing about that.
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Yes, it is an obsessive-compulsive thing and the lass should seek help.
...unless, of course, her illnes brings her wealth and fame.
I just accessed JR's blog. On one level it is bright, bouncy and generous in the category of,"Hi there! I am high on life and just want to share the 'love'." Kudos for being a sweetie pie Ms. JR.
There is something else though. The blog is boring, quotidian and forgettable. This is a social disease which most food bloggers share.
There are no standards with blogs. Any addlepated fool can have their own bully pulpit. This phenomenon is developing into a social pathology. Foodie blogs and I do mean blogs in the KC metroplex are right at the top of the food chain of stupid.
There was a legendary female bartender in Kansas City in the 1980s who allegedly kept, by her bed, a journal in which she rated her many lovers with an elaborate coding system. I heard the story from a former co-worker who dated the bartender and says he read the book and realized that he got a less-than-mediocre rating. Now THAT'S a journal!
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