Welcome, friends! I’m the World’s Worst Food Blogger (WWFB). For real.
Who am I, and why am I so bad at this?
I’m Tilney. I travel the world in search of adventure and the most delicious cuisine each destination has to offer. Fine dining to street food — it’s all fair game.
I order it, taste it, swoon over it, and then halfway through the meal I finally remember to take a photo, when my meal has gone from Instagram-worthy to homely at best. Then, hours or days later, I attempt to recapture the magic of the meal with a few incisive captions, with greater or lesser accuracy depending on how much rosé is involved.
So what is this: A celebration of bad food? Mean-spirited chaos? No way! It’s not the food that’s bad (not always, anyway)—it’s the blogger. I may not take the best pics or remember all the details, but I’m a goddamn ray of sunshine. Read my guiding principles here:
WWFB Rules of Engagement
Although I refuse to be bound by traditional notions of journalistic objectivity, photographic quality, and reasonable sentence length, as the World’s Worst Food Blogger (WWFB), I do have a few rules that guide me in my travels and dining.
In conclusion
Come for the photos of half-eaten food. Stay for the captions of an unreliable narrator with zero journalistic integrity.
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