Foodies never paint a realistic picture of non-foodies
To them, non-foodies are simply lumped into one massive, fast food-gulping swarm. (Stuff that noise! Fast food is habitually delicious by design!) To them, the non-foodie may as well be living out of a giant can of Vienna sausages. (As if that wouldn't be the most comfortable apartment ever.)
They regard the non-foodie as barely human, a grub-worm shaped mass of emotionless flesh who can never grasp the importance of an extra dash of a certain spice, or the added flavor that cooking meat a certain way provides.
To foodies, all non-foodies exist to ruin potentially great resources. Maybe that’s why they Instagram so many pictures of food. They want a record of it when all of the food is lost, devoured by callous non-foodies in their violent quest for simple sustenance. “Remember kangaroo cheese? Oh, it was a long time ago. Way before you were born, little one. Kangaroo cheese was so good to put on sausages, before the non-foodies came along and turned all the sausages into fried high fructose corn syrup fritters, and then turned all those fritters into poop.”