Well, hello there. So glad you decided to stop by.
My name is Michael Procopio, what’s yours?
I am what is called a “food blogger.” I used to have issues with that term thanks to my limited studies of the French language. Though I am certain most of my readers are the type of people who studied the language at their much-donated-to Liberal Arts Colleges and finishing schools, some of you may have been too busy what with cotillions and hay rides to notice that the word “blogger” is an English homophone for the French word blagueur, which means “joker.”
I used to think that writing for blogs was somehow inferior to writing on the printed page (read: a joke). Of course, I was totally, utterly wrong. Flog me, if you like. Call me old fashioned.
Now I love the term “blogger.” I happily embrace blogging and all it entails: the immediacy of it, the feeling of community it has given me, the ability to enrich text with video clips and direct links to obscure references. It’s a pretty damned great way to get one’s point across, don’t you think? And I’ve met some pretty great people along the way. Strike that. I’ve met some really great people.
I am proud to call myself both a blogger and un blagueur.
Aren’t words neat?
Now I have to work on my feelings about the word “foodie.” I don’t think I will ever come to like that one.