They’re so eeny weeny.
I realize that I have sadly neglected my blog for a very long time and with Christmas coming around, I’m getting the customary increase in hits (PAGE VIEWS!!!!!).
SHE LOVES PAGE VIEWS.
There are a multitude of reasons for my laxness (the most notable of which are getting married, relocating to Boston, and going to grad school while working a full time job) but the time has come to pony up and do what I came here to do:
Write a bunch of stuff about food that people will or will not read.
This is a fine and accurate example of food.
I’m taking my winter break to reorganize, rethink, and refocus. My time at Boston University’s Gastronomy program has helped me narrow down my interests even further, making this here blog easier to handle. After all, writing is a journey (seriously, read my first post then read my most recent post – it’s embarrassing). First you find your voice, then you find your topic, then you find out how to make millions of dollars by writing silly blog posts on the internet.
What have we learned?
- Find voice
THE PROFIT IS REAL.
So, to those that are new: Keep an eye on this space for it shall be glorious.
And to those that are old: Thanks for not giving up on me.
Keep eating and asking, my friends.
P.S. My husband’s a butcher now. Almost. He’s in training. I’m married to a butcher.
Oh my god can you believe how incredible he is. I want to marry that guy.
Aw yis. You know what day it is.
If you’re a normal human being, you love ice cream. If you’re not a normal human being, then you may be an alien. If you’re a nostalgic human being, you love the idea of the Soda Fountain.
It’s a soda jerk. Haven’t you always wondered why he’s called a jerk?
The first Soda Fountain shows up in the 1820s, but didn’t gain popularity until one made a guest appearance at the 1876 Philadelphia Centennial Exposition. They didn’t reach full steam until 1919 when prohibition made life a whole lot more boring. With nothing to drink but milkshakes, the explosion of the soda fountain culture spawned a new food language.
Mammoth Soda Fountain at the 1876 Philadelphia Centennial Exposition. There were a few other fountains there, including Tuft’s.
Soda fountain lingo developed because orders were placed without the use of tickets or computers (unless there were androids which is entirely possible). It needed to be clear and concise because the intense and busy environment didn’t leave much time for deciphering orders. They also needed to be memorable so something like “dog and maggot” wasn’t uncommon.
Here’s some of my favorite soda fountain language.
If you’re familiar with my Twitter account, you’re familiar with my habit of occasionally over-tweeting links. While I love sharing the work of my fellows, it’s not particularly sustainable. I’ve decided to cave to the latest trend and post a listacle every week with what I think are the best of the best, and since what I think is usually correct, you’ll know you truly are seeing the very best on teh interwebz.
It shall be called: The Hodgepodge.
This is a hodgepodge.
All links will relate to food history, anthropology, culture, and so on. I’ll try to keep it short, 5-7 links, but obviously no promises. I’ll try to keep it witty, but definitely no promises.
Today’s Hodgepodge only includes links from…well…yesterday and today, but starting next week you’ll get a real Hodgepodge. There’s also more links than normal, which might leave you wondering how I’m going to narrow down a full week to 7 links when I can’t even do it for 2 days.
Oh, hello there! Looks like it’s time for a new Tidbit Tuesday!
(Yeah, a year late, I know.)
Frodo sez “Ur late.”
Recently I completed an essay on advertising and marketing in food. During my travels across the internet, I had the pleasure of uncover several facts about food marketing over the centuries. Here are some of my favorites.
Aloha! Looks like it’s time for a lil’ Tidbit Tuesday!
Pretty sure these are just blocks of butter.
As you may (or may not) know, I spent most of last week at the ASFS/AFHVS 2013 Conference. It was titled “Toward Sustainable Foodscapes and Landscapes.”
Hello, People of Dubious Origin! Long time no talk!
The definition of “dubious origin.”
Things are going pretty good. Here’s a short update:
We’re 3 months from the wedding. School is…school. I am now a copywriter.
Anyway, school is over in about 4 weeks and I’m taking the summer off, which means I’ll be back to blogging my butt off. I’m putting together some Tidbit Tuesdays to ease myself back into the blogging game. In the meantime, there are several places you can keep up with me.
Twitter – Obviously.
Facebook – I heard it’s the new MySpace.
Pinterest – Now with more food history and anthropology. And pugs.
Keep eating and asking, my friends.
Oy. This did not go nearly as smoothly as I hoped.
Get it? Cause it’s Rocky Road?
Last year I was unemployed and living in a place I hated. My guess is 25 Days was a special way to escape that. It turned out to be so much fun that I was determined to do it again the following year, but plan ahead so there wasn’t the same scramble.
Obviously I didn’t end up planning.