For those just tuning it, where have you been? I started this food blog in February 2007 way back when food blogging was still cool and people read food blogs. Originally, there were 6 or 7 of us who started roughly at the same time writing about food and restaurants in metro Atlanta. Soon after, many more food bloggers came along but no one was able to gain foothold (or readership) we had already sustained. Aside from having started at just the right time, part of that success is because, as elitist as we may have sounded, we really know food. We all have the means to eat whenever and wherever we wanted on our own dime, and we were all well-traveled and well-fed to have an opinion.
Since I can’t ball at pricey places as much and as often as the others, I focused on ethnic cuisine because I loved it, it was cheaper, I ate it all the time, and no one blogged as heavily about it. It helped that I lived central to where ethnic joints are abundant. I coined the term “Food Hood” to mean exactly what you think it means — and included the areas of Duluth, Suwanee, Norcross, Johns Creek, Alpharetta, and BuHi. If you hear/read others use this term, they got it from me (it’s trademarked), no matter how much denying they do. And please tell them they’re copycats and seriously need to be more creative!
I have a big appetite so it’s not unusual for me to order several entrees in one sitting and eat multiple meals on any given day. That gave me an edge over the average blogger who needed 3-4 visits to eat what I’d eat in one meal. I also visit almost all places multiple times unlike others who based their opinion on one visit and probably just ate two entrees at most. I’ve always wondered how some bloggers can form an opinion based on one visit and either tell people it’s the best or worst. I knew someone who told me that a certain bakery was the best and when I asked how many times he’d been or how many same types of bakeries he’d visited, he said, “Just that one.” Lol.
Oh, I almost forgot. My name is Chloe. I don’t eat leftovers. I credit my mom for that tagline. Growing up she fed us home-cooked, made-from-scratch meals three times a day. Breakfast of steak and eggs was the norm and I didn’t taste breakfast cereal or peanut butter until college. Speaking of growing up, I’m a Georgia Peach and I come from a family of foodies who travels the world to eat. I have no problems using the word foodie which to me simply means someone who is obsessed (or passionate) about food. Incidentally, having grown up in Atlanta, I know an awful lot about the history of food and restaurants in my food hood and I make it a point to include it on my posts.
This is getting long so let me wrap it up. I am obsessed with food. I eat a lot of it. I go to almost all places over and over again even if the food is bad just to see if it has improved. I eat an average of 65 bowls of ramen yearly. I eat about the same number of bowls of pho every year. That’s at least one bowl of each every year. I can go on and on but you get the picture, right? It isn’t called Chow Down for nothing 🙂