Foodie Tattoos

That's me on the left. I got my lip tattoo when I was 19 and unconcerned about Hep C or, apparently, skin cancer. That's my friend Ben on the right. We thought this was the greatest idea. I don't regret inking my own initials into my lower lip, but if the idea were presented to me today I'm not so sure I would be as eager as I was back then.

Anyhow, today has given me new justification for it. Sort of. Today, via Serious Eats, the popularity of the foodie tattoo was brought to my attention.

Photo courtesy TattooBlog

Sure, I don't actually have a tattoo of food, but I now see that by branding my lip with my initials I was, in a way, introducing myself to every piece of food that I consumed. A sort of greeting.

And until I reach retirement where employers will be a non-issue and I can get the Blue Moon box panel blazed across my back for all to see, saying "What's Up?" to food as it goes down is about as into this club as I will be able to be.

I think it's pretty sweet though, and suggest everyone check out the Flickr group and other links in the Serious Eats article. I'm a fan of the salt and pepper shakers.

Enjoy!

NAOmni