Most Photographed Food in NYC

In the seventies and eighties I took photos of some of our food, thinking of material for paintings - my husband was an inspired cook, simple choices in a good way and he was making a meal make sense from start to finish. He, like me, learned to cook in a kind of self defense (don't get me started about the jello with mustard though I'll admit his mother saved recipes), and then we learned about food together from the fellow I mention from time to time, Harvey. But he was the one who could make flavors sing across a meal. My niece started out cooking well, but got tamped down by circumstances, sad when I visit her and her dad in their sterile expensive kitchen (I drove him nuts by cooking in it and spent much of my visit trying to be tidy) and my ex, I don't know if he still cooks.

I once planned to make a series of pizza paintings using my own photos.. snort, I suppose there is still time. I have the photos, I have the canvasses.

well, I suppose I could show some, but not today.

On the other hand, the thing of photo'ing as a diary was boring to start with and getting worse, in my never humble opinion. Not to mention distracting.

On the other hand again, I had to photo that fried artichoke flower in Rome at one of the d'oro restaurants (I can't remember the first part, Sentimo maybe) but on the other hand again, there was no one else in the dining area of the restaurant but the waiter and me, he wanting to know about screenplays in hollywood...

I've a photo I like of a blue curacao drink on a table in our dining room. Maybe I'll find it and make it an avatar.

So, tsar, are you thinking all this photo'ing is a good thing while I sneer from being older - you and the author may be picking up on useful engagement.


I didn't take photos of my food when I visited NYC, a disclaimer re the thread title, and I am a frequenter of food blogs, and I like seeing photos on them.

love this book

Uh oh, war with didge..

Do you photodocument your food when you go out to eat?

Nope, I rarely go out to eat and have never photographed the food when I have done so.

Do you go to other foodies' blogs in order to find out the next great restaurant to patronize?

I browse foodie blogs to get ideas and recipes. Not really all that interested in restaurants. They're mostly very overpriced.

Or just to marvel at the lush food porn?

I like to look at the photos to try and spot all the decorative food styling that was done for the photo shoot.

I hope these blogs will inspire me to go out and explore the great foodie world of NYC. I don't take photographs of my own food as I don't have a decent camera and I hate my camera phone to boot.

If I were to document my favorite meals, I would be extra picky on the quality of the food (aesthetic wise) and the quality of the photoshoot. A bit too much time not enjoying the food itself which is ultimately the reason to go out and eat in the first place.

Number 5 is a true tale of street meat.

Yes, on that, so I figure this photophoria will decrease (watch me be wrong).

If I manage to put my blog list on Delicious, I'll let you know (hell and high water). I have to figure out how many things I can transfer to delicious at a time..
Given you find a blog you like, that will likely have links to other blogs, which will send you into a hell spiral of more. But, having been through that, I can say one makes one's own list.

the other cool thing with the book is it's also part travelogue, he's still chronicling what he eats while on vacation, some of the road food is pretty cool, like the bag of tabasco popcorn (i want some)

Oooooooh! I would love that popcorn I bet! Wonder where they sell it.

I have photographed food ocasionally, in places where it was pretty spectacular, e.g., Villa dÉste on Lake Como for my birthday. Those photos form part of the memory package for that birthday.

I wouldn't think of photographing my own cooking - presentation is not at all my strong point, sadly.

On some other occasions, the fantastic Chinese New Year special dish at our favourite Malaysian restaurant; the food at a dinner where a good friend couldn't make it.

Only ever for my own entertainment (or his)