We elitist foodie types are easy targets for ridicule (and let’s face it, we deserve it). Some of the cleverest I’ve seen lately comes from The Imagineering Company, a faux children’s book called Pat the Foodie.
If you’ve been a kid or a parent over the last 70 years you’ve seen the original title. The updated foodie version eschews the banalities of mommy’s ring and daddy’s scratchy face for the more “now” fascinations of farm-raised pork…
…and hand-crafted baked goods.
Ouch. But I laughed out loud at every page. This book belongs on every foodie’s shelf, both as an amusement and a constant reminder of how absurd we all are. It’s moral necessity, really. Thanks Julie, thanks Susan for the laughs that hurt so good! I’m gonna get you back one day! – Joe