Foodspotting: Like Tinder, For Food!

On a chilly Sunday evening in Canberra, there’s nothing quite like going out for dinner with a close friend. It sets you up for the week ahead, and it also allows you to recap the gossip from the week just passed.

After a delicious dinner with a close friend, I find myself craving dessert. Now, for someone who doesn’t often eat dessert, this is an opportunity to tantalise my tastebuds that I do not often take. After all, why not?

This seemed like a great opportunity to try out a fantastic new app called Foodspotting.

“Foodspotting” lets you know about dishes in your area. It is like Tinder – for food!

I type “Dessert” in the search bar. After swiping  left on numerous dishes – too hot, too boring, no chocolate… – I find exactly what I’m looking for.

Tall, dark, smouldering and handsome – it’s everything I could want in a dessert, and more.

It’s less than a kilometre away? That cannot be a coincidence. This is fate.

I tap “want”, and can’t help but blush upon doing so.

We search ‘Koko Black‘ into the search panel in hopes to find a match for my friend (after all, I do NOT share!).

It doesn’t take long for him to find himself a cute date for the night, too. Decked in gold and looking glamorous, his dessert is exactly what he was looking for.

“Should we do this?” I asked him, nervous for my blind-dessert encounter to come.

“Why not? What’s the worst that could happen?” he said in response. I took a deep breath, and we made our way to the desserts-only cafe.

I am both excited and nervous about my decision. Do I really need dessert? Then again, I haven’t had dessert in a long time. Maybe I should back out now and opt for some gluten-free, dairy-free, 99% sugar-free sorbet.

Wait a second, no! I work damn hard and I have earned this chocolate. Try and stop me!

But, still….. No. I can do this. I will do this.

We make our way into the cafe, and immediately my feelings of apprehension are replaced with excitement.

I knew exactly what I wanted, for the first time ever in a restaurant. I order my tall, dark and handsome chocolate mousse and a soy mocha to pair it with.

Our drinks are brought to us rather quickly, and I can’t contain my excitement.

“Please, be cool, you’re embarrassing me,” my friend mumbles to me. “You can’t be too keen upon the first encounter.”

I take a deep breath and remind myself that there is nothing to be nervous about. You may not even end up liking this dessert.

Our desserts are brought to us – and mine looks nothing like its picture. I feel deceived, and embarrassed. However, upon taking my first bite, I realise that maybe it didn’t need to look exactly like its picture for me to enjoy it.

My friend and I laugh, and proceed to enjoy our blind-desserts, just for the fun of it. There was really no pressure in this, after all.

I head home after a glorious night, and decide that maybe Foodspotting is neither the Holy Grail nor the end of dessert searching. It is what it is – Tinder, for food.