snob food

Friendly reminder that Corned beef and cabbage isn’t “inauthentic” or “fake” irish food or w/e, it’s Irish-American food. My ancestors weren’t fucking fake Irish ppl or something, they were too broke to afford pork and cabbage stretched their meals, and they learned how to make beef from their Jewish neighbors. leave me the fuck alone and let me enjoy the culture I was born with mate

One of my favorite wolfstar headcanons is that Sirius is an absolute food snob. Like. His food can’t touch on his plate and he has a super picky palate and Remus just does not care and eats anything he can stomach and it absolutely horrifies Sirius. “You don’t put pizza sauCE ON A PAELLA.” “*shrug* It tastes good.” “OH MY GOD.”

Honestly, I don’t think you guys realize how important the Soul’s-mom-is-of-Italian-descent headcanon is to me. Especially since I think the Evans family isn’t an abusive family as much as Mama and Papa Evans didn’t know how to raise Soul because he was so vastly different from Wes. Like, so many things fall into place perfectly for me with these two little tidbits in my imagining of Soul’s glorious family and his home life with Maka.

  • His maternal grandmother, although came into wealth when she became famous for her opera talents, lived a comfortably modest childhood in Siracusa, Sicily. Even after moving to America, some things never changed (like growing all of her herbs and canning her own tomatoes for sauce. She also was the only one to make sauce; she didn’t trust her cooks for the staple part of the meal.)
  • She also gets very sad because she tried to get Wes and Soul to call her Nana but it didn’t stick and somehow Gran did.
  • Gran taught Mama Evans how to cook and bake delicious things. She later taught Soul and Wes.
  • Later on, when Soul was like 7 and Wes 12, Gran and Mama and the boys would bake and Papa Evans would play fun little ditties on the piano.
  • Soul loved young childhood. He started hating it when he started comparing himself to Wes.
  • Nobody else really did.
  • Gran loves the shit outta her baby boy.
  • Wes loves cooking. Baking bores him.
  • Soul is a stress baker, even though he doesn’t really care for too many sweets.
  • Maka, on the other hand, love pastries. But not the overly sweet ones. Sheet cakes make her sad because the frosting is overwhelming.
  • One evening Soul made Maka homemade sauce – 
  • (”Soul, you literally made enough pasta to last us the month. What the hell are we going to do with this?” “The fuck are you talking about, Maka? This is like a seventh of what my Gran makes back home!” “How the hell are you so skinny???”) 
  • – they were discussing Italian desserts and Soul brought up how Cassata Cake is his favorite dessert, like ever, and Maka cringed because the only “Cassata Cake” she ever had was the much more Americanized version with fruits and whipped cream and custard (”and while it’s good for a few bites, Jesus Soul, it’s wayyyy too sweet”) and Soul was like “no, like the cake that’s more like a Cannoli” and Maka had never one and Soul was
  • And literally drove to Death Mart immediately to get some maraschino cherries, ricotta cheese (”Maka if you pronounce it as Rick-otta one more time I swear I’m going to cry”), heavy whipping cream, bittersweet chocolate, and cake flour and got to work as soon as he got home.
  • “Soul what the fuck I’m too full to have dessert tonight, let alone two different ones.” “Nonsense Maka I’m only making the cake tonight and you’ll be hungry when this is done in three hours.” “Soul we have school in the morning!” “This is important you uncultured swine!”
  • When the cake was done at like 2 am, Maka admitted that it was sort of worth it.

Admittedly this was mostly because all I could think of for a moment was Maka not knowing what the other Cassata Cake was and Soul being horrified.

But I do almost always headcanon that Mama Evans (whose name always changes) is Sicilian Italian.

ngl i get pissed when ppl write nico like he’s some sort of food snob just because he’s italian. i guess you all just slept on the fact he had 0.00 USD when he ran away from camp the first time i mean he could’ve been eating grass for all we know but he sure as hell was not getting uppity about the superior ingredients of his country’s biscotti recipe i can tell u that right now  

anonymous asked:

My birthday is coming up and I can't really rely on the people in my life to celebrate and stuff so, what kinda plans do you recommend that I can do solo?

Wake up early, make whatever you want for breakfast (might require pre-shopping); and then go to a store in which you can browse for a long time and afford a lot of things that would somehow add value to your life in some way. Maybe it’s like a Korean beauty supply in queens or maybe it’s Beacons or maybe a book store. Buy yourself stuff. If you’re balling and can afford it, to somewhere like Prada or ysl and get a pair of boots. Or Wang or something for a top and a dress.

Then eat lunch out someplace you like, or get a mocha coffee and smoke a cigarette. Be decadent, be bad.

Then go to Whole Foods and get .5 lb filet mignon (Dont listen to food snobs who say it’s not even a good cut. It is and it’s easy to cook).

Then cook it for yourself and watch freeway with reese Witherspoon and then take a shower and go to bed.


So ive been yknow, high key playin P3P and it always struck me as odd that Shinjiro “food snob” Aragaki was totally cool with giving the object of his affections rotten-beyond-edibility-food so I can only assume that he was just internally suffering on some unforeseen level


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Meet Declan Milligan, a hispter pacific north westerner <3 A cool guy who just wants to spend his time alone fishing. He’s also a bit of food snob! He only drinks the finest coffee and loves to eat adventurous food!

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Everyone: omg vegans mention being a vegan so much ugh its the worst
Vegan: *mentions veganism once*

I’m a bit of a food snob tho, I don’t eat what I don’t know the ingredients off. The more chemical the less interested I am.

My words on poutine : it tastes good, really. But I eat it like once every few years because the sauce is just made from nothing natural and I’ve worked in enough fast-food to know that much.

people are always talking about how dean eats so much b/c when he was a kid he didn’t know where his next meal would come from and that’s fine if u think somebody is an overeater because they were starving at one point in their life but also please consider the fact that when faced with food he deems “gross,” dean would rather starve than eat the gross food. and that doesn’t just include healthy food. dean complains about diner food in season 1, he complains about a tuna sandwich in season 4, for fuck’s sake he complains about cake in season 7.

might i suggest that dean is not an overeater because he knows what it’s like to starve, but in fact dean is an overeater because he fucking loves /good/ food and is actually a huge food snob.

I need everybody to think about this :

- Grantaire the Hedonist

- by which i mean Grantaire loving all the sensual pleasures of life

- and more particularly, food. FOOD. Tell me about Grantaire loving good, classy food.

- SERIOUSLY where are the hundreds of fics about R being a food ‘snob’. Refusing to eat stuff because he has already tasted the BEST omelette in that restaurant, and he still cries when he thinks about the boeuf bourguignon of THAT establishement, etc. Fics where les amis know that R isn’t feeling that well when they see him eating Macdo (or worst, Quick.)

- Also please tell me all about how R being able to love all the fine food is linked to how much money he can spend in restaurants, and then tell me about how he clashes with Feuilly on it, and to be forgiven he brings Feuilly to that tiny ridiculous family-owned restaurant which does the best tajine for very little money and feuilly loves it and r and him bond for the first time properly over this.

( - you can still tell me about Hedonist!R loving sensual things, including sex. You can definitely tell me about that too.)

there’s a specific, infuriating subsect of nerdy white girl that is way too fucking particular about tea, and I personally am not here for them. like they’re all “nothing horrifies me more than seeing someone microwave tea” and im over here like “nothing horrifies me more than the brutal colonization of hundreds of countries and millions of people that your ancestors perpetuated for your tea” like shut up jessica, you boring imperialist fuck, call me back when you’ve stopped revelling in the privileges afforded to you by centuries of large scale racial and cultural violence