Maneater/Food Blogger Dates Guys to Eat at Expensive Restaurants

My head hurts. Food blogging has hit a new low. A woman living in Toronto, Erin Wotherspoon, calls herself a “foodie” and writes about going on bad dates for the sole purpose of eating nice food. Gag me, but it’s a financially smart move.

Her mission statement for “”A Penniless Girl, Bad Dates & Plenty of Oysters”:

My name is Erin, I am 23 years old, I am a struggling actress. Woe is me.I’ve decided to become a serial dater to fulfill my Toronto restaurant hit list. I’ve always said if I wasn’t an actor I’d be a food critic or an art collector or a criminal psychologist. The plan? Join a slew of dating sites to find a man, any man, even a woman to finance this delectable venture into the maze of Toronto’s hottest resto nabes.  I’ve worked in plenty of restaurants, over 15 to be vaguely exact. Although my record of long-term employment in these tasty watering holes is a whopping 2.5 months. I consider myself more of a be sat & be served type of gal, as opposed to the whole stand up & serve someone else bullshit. Follow me on my journey!

As time goes on (note: two months), her sentences get better. Wotherspoon’s most recent post is a mastery of ampersands.

The mandarin? Really? What about “let’s go to Bestellen” is this guy just not getting? He is good looking though, I will give him that. So yes Mr. blue eyes and chiseled jaw you may escort me to the mandarin and that confidence you’re exuding is making it less awkward when you hold doors open for me, so kudos. There are lines though & the whole me being able to sit down in a chair without your help…yah turns out I’m capable of that. Tip: Remember this isn’t 1804 we no longer exchange love letters via pigeon carriers; let a girl seat herself too avoid awkward confusion. Speaking of lines, you thought buffet lines moved from left to right? Well think again. We’re at the Mandarin folks & it’s pretty much a free for all.

This girl is meant for Tumblr stardom.