Clearly the world is too much with me as this is the first post in a week and, like the last one, it is based on reality.
I’ve been wondering what has prompted this recent fixation with taking pictures of a meal before eating it.
Why, once a meal is on the table – particularly a special meal, where extra effort has been put into the preparation and a delay may have a more than usually detrimental effect – would anyone decide to dash off and find a camera to immortalise the moment?
I’ve seen it happen on a number of occasions recently, and each time the focus of the photograph has been the food rather than the people present.
When I cook, I’d rather the guests sat down and ate while the meal was hot and fresh, than spent so long admiring the visual effect that it all got cold. Maybe I’m just more of a gourmand than a gourmet.
