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bijou
11-27-2010, 12:12 PM
For breakfast, I usually have a cappuccino—espresso made in an Alessi pot and mixed with organic milk, which has been gently heated and hand-fluffed by my husband. I eat two slices of imported cheese—Dutch Parrano, the label says, “the hippest cheese in New York” (no joke)—on homemade bread with butter. I am what you might call a food snob. My nutritionist neighbor drinks a protein shake while her 5-year-old son eats quinoa porridge sweetened with applesauce and laced with kale flakes. She is what you might call a health nut. On a recent morning, my neighbor’s friend Alexandra Ferguson sipped politically correct Nicaraguan coffee in her comfy kitchen while her two young boys chose from among an assortment of organic cereals. As we sat, the six chickens Ferguson and her husband, Dave, keep for eggs in a backyard coop peered indoors from the stoop. The Fergusons are known as locavores.

Alexandra says she spends hours each day thinking about, shopping for, and preparing food. She is a disciple of Michael Pollan, whose 2006 book The Omnivore’s Dilemma made the locavore movement a national phenomenon, and believes that eating organically and locally contributes not only to the health of her family but to the existential happiness of farm animals and farmers—and, indeed, to the survival of the planet. “Michael Pollan is my new hero, next to Jimmy Carter,” she told me. In some neighborhoods, a lawyer who raises chickens in her backyard might be considered eccentric, but we live in Park Slope, Brooklyn, a community that accommodates and celebrates every kind of foodie. Whether you believe in eating for pleasure, for health, for justice, or for some idealized vision of family life, you will find neighbors who reflect your food values. In Park Slope, the contents of a child’s lunchbox can be fodder for a 20-minute conversation.
...http://www.newsweek.com/2010/11/22/what-food-says-about-class-in-america.html#

Long article but hilarious. She must either not know or not care how she comes across to those who don't fetishize food, either that or it's a top quality spoof.

Gingersnap
11-27-2010, 12:40 PM
But modern America is a place of extremes, and what you eat for dinner has become the definitive marker of social status; as the distance between rich and poor continues to grow, the freshest, most nutritious foods have become luxury goods that only some can afford.

It might be the definitive marker of social status for desperate hipsters but not for me. When I see people writing about food in this way or talking about it in this way (and I know lot who do), it makes me glad that I actually have a real religion.

My religion has built-in charity, justice, and community outreach. It's got real sin and real redemption. The people in this article are using food as a substitute for a moral framework and that's gotta suck.

I'm not a better person because I grow organic lettuce or eat my own sprouts. Food has no impact on my virtue, vice, or self-worth. People who eat Pop-Tarts aren't stupid or evil. Not caring about local sourcing doesn't make a person laughable. Jaime Oliver isn't a god and Alice Waters isn't a prophet.