…or chips (although those were seriously excellent). No, I was there for educational purposes, at one of previously-mentioned-photographer-Paul’s food photography classes.
Oh, it was heaven. An entire menu of beauty, right there for the snapping, with no one complaining it was getting cold (or warm)…
or wanting, unreasonably, to actually eat what they’d ordered.
No weird looks, no awkward angles. Just hours and hours gazing lovingly at food through a viewfinder (which, tragically, did spoil – I would still have eaten most of it, but they’d put on a sumptuous lunch for us, which, for once, I didn’t feel the need to photograph).
It was super-fun… and I came away with lots of new ideas to go mad with. Watch out for some irritating perspective, coming to a blog near you. Although, knowing me, probably not any time soon.