The prompt is about food and my stomach sinks.
They say there are people who live to eat and those who eat to live. While I am not totally in one category or the other I definitely sit closer to the right side of that sentence. I think a little bit about where food comes from and a little bit about how it tastes, but mostly I just want to put it in my belly so I’m not hungry and can move on to doing the stuff I enjoy more.
The Pacific Northwest is an area where people are always talking about food. There is a big farm to table movement here and we have access to fresh fruit, vegetables, fish, and dairy. There are almost as many markets as churches. But it is expensive too, and somethings I see just seem nutty: a whole store dedicated to olive oils, islands in the market dedicated to fancy cheeses, salsas, olives and other condiments, bakeries as prevalent as latte stands.
I have friends who love to cook and whose entertaining I have thoroughly enjoyed but I just wonder about whether it could all happen with a little less of “the perfect.” But I am really not a great judge of taste – because mine isn’t especially developed. I grew up with a casserole queen and sometimes carry on the tradition grandly – just substituting rice for the noodles.
So when asked to take pictures of food as a creative prompt, I struggle to find a suitable something to capture. I love the texture of the containers, dishes, silverware and napkins that accompany everything I eat so maybe I’ll take a picture of those, and if some of the food gets in the photo, so be it.