Manifesto

This is not a blog. This is a catalogue. A compendium of all the things I stuffed into my stupid face during 2010. Every meal, snack, nosh, or scrap I consumed. Seconds? Yes. A cracker? Yep. A single pistachio found in the bottom of the bowl that did not need to be shelled? You betcha.

This is not a vehicle to make myself eat better, in fact I am trying not to let the pictures affect what and how I eat. I already know I eat shitty, I did not need pictures to tell me that.

I am not writing about the quality of each morsel I have consumed, but I can tell you I have enjoyed almost everything I have eaten whether it is an Almond, a Mc Griddle or Sweetbreads with Porkbelly and Chanterelles. I can also tell you I did not like the cauliflower. I just ate it to prove to my wife I would not like it. I told you so.

It is just pictures of everything I eat. Really, there is no subtext except what you want to take away from it.

Every picture gets tagged with type of meal, month, where I ate it and the items of the meal. I did not include things like spices or flour or cornmeal unless they were the idea of the meal.

Meals are determined by time of day, size of meal and intent.

It is best viewed with a lot of pictures at once, so use the Month tags at the top or choose something from the tag cloud. Check out all the chocolate, chicken or cookies I have eaten this year (and there are a lot of each) or all the things I have eaten at curling clubs. The mosaic view is the idea that made me start this project and the best way to view it.

The pictures at the bottom of the front page are the most recent things I have posted/consumed. I will update every week unless I do it more often of less often.

I am already excited about 12:01 am January 1st, 2011 so i don’t have to take a picture of what I eat.

I hope you enjoyed your brief time here and will return every now and then. Tell your friends and loved ones about the site or even folks you meet at parties and when you need something to talk about to fill the awkward silences.

Thanks for stopping by and keep on eating.

Bill Rugen