Look, I hate "foodies" as much as the next guy. You know the people I'm talking about -- taking pictures of every plate, crowding out conversation with their pointless listing of chef names, crowing about their collecting of fancy dinners like they were baseball cards. And yet, when B.R. Myers' grim-faced revolution comes, as a food writer I will be lumped in with them to face the firing squad.
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