Food--the good, the bad, and the literary.

[SimonDoom]

I don't think of myself as a "foodie," because I'm not sure I'm discriminating enough to regard myself as one, but I do enjoy food. And I think it's sexy.

What's something you've eaten recently that you really liked?

What's something you've eaten recently that you did NOT like?

Have you ever put food in your story or enjoyed food as a theme in another story?

Me: I had a gazpacho with little balls of melon in it not long ago that was fantastic. Refreshing and subtle, the way gazpacho should be. I'm trying to teach myself how to cook Spanish cuisine, with mixed results, and this gazpacho was light years beyond what I tried to make myself.

Not long ago I went to a Pho restaurant, thinking I love Thai cuisine, and it might have been the most inedible thing that anyone has served me at a restaurant. It's rare that I cannot eat something, and I could not eat it. I'm not even sure what some of the stuff in it was, and I didn't ask because I didn't want to know.

Story: I incorporated a full dinner, along with sex, in Hot Night In The Kitchen With Sis. The menu included gougere, lobster bisque, and beef Bourguignon.

The food scene in the movie Tom Jones is a great comic, erotic scene. Babbette's Feast was a very poignant food film.

 

[Emotional]

I am a huge foodie/ armature chef.

I have several stories in the works revolved around food, one I am excited about is going to be called "The girl from Masterchef." Another one will revolve around a food truck on the LA beaches.

So yeah, not much so far for me, but it will be in the future for sure!

I just made my first Pho last month, good Pho takes 24 hours to cook.

 

[ElectricBlue]

This story has sex in a supermarket, if that counts:

A Girl on the Bus (Part 7) - it works as a stand-alone story.

Food wise, most anything with barramundi can't go wrong. I tend to be fortunate, keeping away from terrible food.

(Also, I think it was Tom Jones, with the famous eating scene.)

 

[NotWise]

The cupcakes my daughter made for her son's 1st birthday were delicious. I was surprised because they contained no flour and no dairy products.

Twice last week I had peaches that I wouldn't eat. They were the wrong color and texture, and they didn't even smell right. It's too late in their season, I think.

There are meals in most of my stories, but I don't go into them in a lot of detail. Normally that would be a diversion from the purpose of the scene, which is usually there for conversation.

I had a scene in my Pink Orchid story from last year in which two men talked over dinner about a woman in whom they had competing interests. As a personal challenge, I placed the scene in an actual restaurant where I've eaten dozens of times. I made sure the schedule worked and the character's orders were actually on the dinner menu.

 

[SimonDoom]

(Also, I think it was Tom Jones, with the famous eating scene.)

LOL. Of course. I corrected the error. I'm getting old.

 

[NotWise]

"The Great Race" featured the greatest pie fight in cinematic history, but maybe that doesn't really count.

 

[HectorBidon]

From Compatible Bedfellows

"Cioppino!" I announced, toting in a big bag of groceries.
"Cioppino?" she inquired, looking up from her book.
"Cioppino," I confirmed, a Dungeness crab in one hand, a green pepper in the other.
"Cioppino," she mused, coming over to get a better look.
"Cioppino," I explained, dicing the red onion and tossing it into the sizzling oil.
"Cioppino," she recited, chopping tomatoes and zucchinis.
"Cioppino," I griped, cleaning out the crab guts, cracking the shells.
"Cioppino," she crooned, stirring in the mushrooms, the scallops, the shrimp.
"Cioppino," I beamed, the pot asimmer, the steamy kitchen redolent of the sea.
"Cioppino," she smacked, prong deep in claw, plate awash in angel hair, napkins piling up.
"Cioppino," I whispered, later, in bed, licking the last stains from her lips.​

 

[TxRad]

I've used waffles, scrambled eggs, a brisket or two, fried fish, and baked beans, in stories. Oatmeal also. Food is a good way to go from one point of another. Pizza also. Before or after sex.

Dinner out with remote sex toys in play but not much description of the food.

Cauliflower, I have no use for. asparagus also. Everything else is pretty much fair game.

 

[MrPixel]

Last week I wrote a scene for an upcoming installment where the MC was raving about his hospital dinner to one of his girlfriends. It was smoked turkey breast with fresh vegetable sides, with orange sherbet for dessert. This girlfriend is his employee, running the food services operations at their luxury hotel. She agreed about the good food, after bogarting his fork for a few bites.

The kicker is this was the meal I got IRL when I was hospitalized for an infarction. It was amazing.

But pizza? Yeah. I have one already up with a pizza delivery scene, followed by breakfast with the MC complaining about his eggs getting cold.

My big series heavily features the hotel's café. Several sex/sexy scenes in there. MC drinks a lot of coffee. There is pie.

 

[SamScribble]

I think that most of the stories I have posted here on Lit have food in them. (I am using 'most' in the sense: more than 50 percent.) People have to eat, people. (The position of that comma is very important.) And, if you are going to eat, you may as well eat well. That has always been my philosophy, anyway.

 

[PennameWombat]

"The Great Race" featured the greatest pie fight in cinematic history, but maybe that doesn't really count.

And “Dr. Strangelove” possibly has the most epic pie fight filmed but removed from the final cut. Kubrick was in final editing when Pres. Kennedy was assassinated, and the line that preceded the pie fight, “our beloved president has been infamously struck down by a pie in the prime of his life!” was felt to be, uh, improper given the current mood.

 

[Thefireflies]

How good is food? This short scene from my recent story, Searching for Perfection sums up my feelings for Thai food. I think I’d eaten some around the time wrote this bit, though I forgot to add peanut sauce to the roti.

Fortunately we find a Thai restaurant with a table for two, the south-east Asian food being one of our favourite cuisines. Watching and smelling the delicious meals go buy as the waiters deliver them to their lucky patrons adds to the excitement and anticipation for our coming meal, and in no time it's our turn to eat chicken satay, vegie stir fry, massaman curry, and fresh roti bread.

"This food is so yum," Bridget says, clearly having a foodgasm. She's right and I know how she feels, because I'm certainly experiencing a foodgasm of my own.

And by posting this I discover a new typo, buy instead of by...

 

[EdwardsOtherSide]

Food was central to this one: Chocolate, Wine, and Cord.

Good food and good sex are both hedonistic pleasures. No reason not to have them in the same story.

 

[PennameWombat]

Many of my stories include scenes that take place around food and a table. But for the vast majority of those, it’s just a setting. Since, as has been mentioned, people need to eat, it’s an easy way to get folks together. But the combination of food with actual sex isn’t something I’m all that interested in, so it generally doesn’t happen.

Food gets involved in, say, the stages of seduction, now and again, doughnuts being one example. Slow cooked pork butt another. Just not the ultimate act.

I have recurring characters who’ve met for years at lunch, to talk about their lives, travails in love and sex, and plans. I also set the bulk of a story and the key action (drug deal gone bad turned into kidnapping and knife fights) in a restaurant. But the actual food in these is almost always barely mentioned, although hamburgers[1] do get name dropped.

As to IRL, my stepson and his partners recently opened a new restaurant, a Spanish-influenced tapas bar. They make their own chorizo sausage (cooked in cider) and txistorra sausage… while both were excellent, it was the torrijas (translated: Spanish-style French toast) dessert that was even more amazing. On the blah food side, after that about everything else .

[1] If I need to name my very favorite dish… it’s, yes, hamburgers. In almost every case, I’d rather have a nice hamburger than a steak.

 

[BiscuitHammer]

I include food and descriptions thereof in my stories all the time, and what my characters like and don't like.

Curry makes Jeanie sound like Chitty Chitty Bang-Bang.

Lisa does not get along with dairy, but keeps drinking and eating it because she loves it.

Nanu is an Egyptian slave from ancient Rome who is discovering the foods of today. She didn't even know what corn, potatoes, peanuts, or tomatoes were.

Theresa, the chef at Blackwell Manor, often describes what she's made for her employers.

Yeah, food factors in a lot, probably because it means so much to me.

Back in the early seventies, there was a short cartoon series called 'The Most Important Person', and one of the li'l kids the show was about said 'Mmmm, couldn't you just live on food?!'

That's stuck with me since I was a kid. I do my level best to love all food. I keep hoping I'll wake up one day and simply like caraway seeds, but so far, no luck. I'll keep trying.

I've tried some of the worst food on the planet. I've eaten hakarl, I've eaten casu marzu, and I love thousand-year eggs.

Yes, some foods taste like dragon barf, and I'm sure they're MEANT to be awful (squints at IPA beer), but I'm still gonna try them, just in case they're edible.

 

[Emotional]

https://www.literotica.com/s/mulligatawny-soup

one of my favorite stories

 

[Kumquatqueen]

My characters take breakfast seriously, often having a fry-up (aka full English). Helps them (me) figure out feelings about the Night Before, I think.

Sitting in restaurants is a good place to make characters interact, unable to escape. I have a fictional fondue restaurant which some characters go to over many years, as well as a caff and a curry house.

Babette's Feast was a great film. I do love good meals.

I went to a restaurant in San Francisco called Cioppino's, where they explained it was the signature dish so I ordered it. About a third of the way down the bowl of seafood stew (with obligatory sourdough bread because SF) I speared an octopus which was nearly a foot across. Apparently there was one in every portion. Very tasty but I'm not a fan of eating cephalopods.

I'm not a fan of generic takeaway sauce not grease - had a disappointing takeout recently. But a local sushi place has survived Covid and is as good as ever.

 

[yowser]

Onion rings make for intriguing cock rings, and can introduce interesting foreplay practices.

Assuming they're not absolutely straight from the fryer.

 

[t_h_seacrest]

I cannot tolerate hard almost crunchy tomatoes from the grocery store.
However, a neighbor recently gifted us with a few garden-grown tomatoes. Plump, juicy, downright meaty. Nothing like fixing a few slices to go with breakfast, lunch, supper...

We've been harvesting peaches from a couple trees in the yard. Ripe, sticky, peach juice... y'know, pretty self-explanatory.

I've no example stories for I've no stories yet, but am pecking at a couple.

 

[Bubo_bubo]

My wife and children love roasted locusts, and for me just watching the loathsome critters turns my stomach, so of course they mercilessly tease me with it.

 

[GrushaVashnadze]

I do enjoy food. And I think it's sexy.

Have you ever put food in your story or enjoyed food as a theme in another story?

Agree. Food is sexy.

Here's a hot futa threesome with a fine Italian meal: Metamorphoses ch. 2

And here's the afternoon tea to end all afternoon teas: Alison Goes to London ch. 7

 

[XerXesXu]

Have you ever put food in your story

Once.
'She led him to the stall. Chickens entrails concertinaed on a stick, and impaled portions of seafood and chicken feet were the main fare. Allyza selected six items, which were dipped in sauce, and plunged head first into a small plastic bag to enable her to carry them. He paid 30 pesos, and, as they walked on, she pulled a stick from the bag and offered it to him. "Special for you."
The flat, tear-drop shaped morsel smelled of fish, and sweet, smoky barbecue sauce. Taking it, he asked, "What's this?"
"Pussy lips!" She burst out laughing.
He saw the allusion, and as he bit into it, she leaned into him. "Next, you like to eat mine?"
This suggestion penetrated even the buffer against shock that his excessive intake of alcohol provided. His groin throbbed. Here he was, walking down a public street with an eighteen-year-old girl on his arm, and she was casually inviting him to eat her pussy. He grinned lasciviously at her, sealing the agreement.'

 

[SimonDoom]

Onion rings make for intriguing cock rings, and can introduce interesting foreplay practices.

Assuming they're not absolutely straight from the fryer.

Donuts, too, I imagine.

 

[Bubo_bubo]

Also, no discussion about food and sex can be complete without mentioning Ambassador Sandoval.
https://www.oglaf.com/croquembouche/

 

[MelissaBaby]

I've included a lot of food references in my stories. I even got some readers to try dilly beans. But, of all the food scenes, what got the most reaction from readers? The diner scene in The Gold Dollar Girls, when Roxanne orders melted cheddar on her apple pie.