I’m still not entirely comfortable revealing to just anyone that I’m a food blogger. Sometimes it seems like a strange thing to bring up in conversation. So when dining with people I don’t know well, I skip my typical nerdy blogger routine, which includes photographing not only my food, but everyone’s at my table as well. This process is saved only for those “special” family and friends, who recognize my food obsession and tolerate me anyway.
When I went on a trip to Atlanta and Chattanooga recently for business, I somehow managed to restrain myself for most of our meals. Except for one. By the end of the three-day trip, I finally decided to throw caution to the wind and snap some pics for this blog post. (Who even has to know I’m taking pictures? That’s why the iPhone is the best camera ever – nobody needs to know you’re not texting or checking email!)