The ultimate adventure for a food porn-addicted novice foodie.
As a graduate of today’s economy, I’ve been faced with the harsh reality of my naïve childhood dreams melting away under the burning sun of reality. I’m cursed with creativity, which was adorable when I was a child but is all but useless on my resume. Thus, I am caught in a vicious limbo between the practical “suck it up and find a boring desk job” and the ideal/nonsensical “I’m going to follow MY HEART”.
In an attempt to find some sort of direction, I’ve begun working as an intern at Plate, a magazine that caters to chefs. The opportunity combines my love of food with my passion for writing and my video skills. I get to edit videos of sexy demos, write short articles on cheese and talk to chefs from all over the country. It’s absolutely perfect for me, but the reality of finding food writing job in this economy… yeah that’s not likely. Now, fussing over a plate of food until it drips with sultry perfection, and then later write about said food? That sounds like a fantasy.
This was delicious by the way. And yes, I got to try everything… and indulge in the catered lunch.
If that didn’t make you hungry, check out this beef tongue:
They let me play with the buds…. and it was awesome.
I think it’s time for us millennials to quit sulking over the shitty economy and start making our own opportunities, supporting eachother along the way.
There are no requirements for being you. Let’s make it happen.