The angel asked Mr. and Ms. ×, are you sure you want to be a gourmet?

Satan said × Sir, madam, you are very suitable to be a... gourmet!

It is often joked that the so-called gourmets are probably an alternative special industry second only to sex workers.

The latter sells his own sexual desire, while the former sells his own appetite.

These two most primitive desires in human biology should be done for pleasure. If they are regarded as work... there is only one word that can describe it - miserable.

A job like a gourmet's job is still directly harmful to one's body and mind.

Causes physiological damage to blood lipids, blood pressure, heart, obesity, endocrine, etc... Therefore, I don't understand why so many people, whether they actively strive for it or are too snobbish and forced to accept it, among relatives and friends, if they get the title of gourmet

Almost all of them are complacent when it comes to titles.

How strange?

Gourmets, like ascetics, must collect information and research before eating to understand the characteristics and expertise of the store and chef. They should fast and clear their mouth before leaving to enhance the sensitivity of their taste buds. When the hot dishes are served, they have to...

First of all, endure, be patient and patient, and gain what you can't do. You must be calm and calm, and don't be impatient.

Because at this time, the focus of the work is to take photos and document them, to remember the ingredients and ingredients, to analyze the taste and smell, and to be busy explaining and analyzing to all the relatives and friends around you one by one, how to eat, how to eat...

…And the only thing that cannot be achieved at the dinner table is to truly enjoy the ecstasy brought by the taste of food.

Besides, to be a gourmet, you also have to...what should I say?

We need to have a lot of money and no taboos, and we need to be macroscopic.

In other words, you need to give up your likes and dislikes about food, spend money like water to eat, and eat regardless of anything.

There must be multiple sets of standards and guidelines so that you can enjoy the banquets of wealthy officials and the street snacks in the alleys at the same time.

Perhaps it’s because of the popularity of blogging culture, and food blogs are the most popular section of blogs.

Suddenly, everyone is happy to be a foodie?

(Evaluation? Expert?) Take food as your life ambition.

I work hard to eat, work hard to write, slim down my wallet, and strengthen my waistline, just to gain space and gain popularity.

If you carefully study the food notes one by one - I can only say: It is too fierce, some are praised, some are criticized, some are praised, and some are criticized.

However, I discovered a very interesting phenomenon. In my food journal, there is only one thing missing, and that is - enjoyment.

The pleasure and pleasure that go to a restaurant should bring to the senses.

Almost no one writes about it, and no one seems to care?

Yes, it's "The Pleasure of Hedonism".

All this time, I thought this was the only factor in going to a restaurant.

I think I will never be a gourmet anymore.

Because he is too gluttonous, greedy and lacks money, these are just external conditions.

The biggest problem is that I simply cannot behave as a food writer should.

As soon as the food is on the table, I - just - forget everything, just want to eat, eat, eat - eat quickly - always an outsider, reaching out to block my chopsticks to prevent me from stuffing the food into my mouth - Sir, please

Let’s take a photo of the dishes first, okay?

Food should be eaten as early as possible, whether it should be cold or hot. This is the only mood when sitting at the dining table.

You have to take pictures and write down food notes, so you have to look at the contents carefully... or etiquette should allow women to eat first or help elders or children to eat...

All these things that should be remembered were forgotten when the food was served.

Want to analyze while eating?

oh?

That's impossible to do. I'm here to have fun, not to do hard work. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't stand the temptation of food.

Hehe... eating is the only one.

Food speaks directly to the taste buds, and the taste is indescribable.

I just think about the pleasure of the moment when the food enters my mouth.

Therefore, what I am most afraid of in my life is when the waiter is serving dishes at the table, or in an Italian restaurant, watching the warm movements of the chefs and waiters serving pasta and rolls, which makes my heart beat faster, my teeth itch, and I start to panic.

I kept praying - hurry up... hurry up, the dishes are getting cold... the noodles are getting burnt... Oh, what a shame.