BFC: I’m fussy and I know it

I’m not sure when I realised I was turning into an urban snob. Maybe it was when I started scanning maple syrup jars (to make sure it was authentic maple syrup rather than high-fructose corn syrup flavoured with artificial maple extract) with the kind of fervour I reserve for medication labels.

I’m not sure when I realised I was turning into an urban snob.



Maybe it was when I started scanning maple syrup jars (to make sure it was authentic maple syrup rather than high-fructose corn syrup flavoured with artificial maple extract) with the kind of fervour I reserve for medication labels.

And when I decided I would exclusively eat Amore gelato rather than chow down on any ice cream brand from my corner store. But in my defence, I don’t think that being picky about what you eat is necessarily a bad thing. It is when you get fussy for no reason that you can pin the snob label firmly on your chest. So where do you stand?



From HT Brunch, February 17



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