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I had to come out to my parents last weekend. It was emotional. I didn’t really know how to break it to them, but since my UNISG study trip to the producers of the famous Prosciutto di Parma, I’ve lost my appetite for the stuff.
This was difficult for my family to understand because, you see, I am a food nerd. Though I shy away from the term foodie for all of its elitist connoisseurship connotations, I wear the badge of the food nerd with pride. I inherited this trait from my parents, Rod and Louise. They participate in a monthly event called Foodism: potluck dinner parties based on a chosen region or theme. Past Foodisms have focused on Persian food, Cajun food, Spanish tapas, sandwiches, comfort food, and even soup. Last weekend, the theme was Italian…
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