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Diary of the Food Whore chronicles the life and times of a professional caterer, who, for reasons which become readily apparent once you start reading her blog, prefers to remain anonymous. The stories will keep you laughing out loud, especially when FW describes interactions with potential clients such as the "gum chewer":

Either I am seriously old and out of touch with what's considered 'Hip' and fashionable, or I just sat with the world's largest 23 year old twit.

My first clue should have been the gum popping. Anyone who knows me knows that gum snapping can send me into spirals of craziness more intense than Velveeta in my fondue. I have nothing against the act of gum chewing, persay. I like to gnosh on the occasional piece myself. But when a person chews like they are creating energy for a small nation, and they make all those little tiny bubbles that snap snap snap when they chew... seriously, it makes me crazy. Crazy with a Capital C.

And then there's the "Bride Who Cries A Lot":

When we finally got Bride Cries A Lot to settle down and tell us the problem, she announced that she had a very limited budget and no one would help her. "I mean, the church ladies told me it would cost at least $10 per person for them to make food. $10 per person! What is this world coming to. Why won't anyone help me?" With that statement I asked her, "What exactly were you expecting to spend?"

"$5 per person. It's only afternoon lunch!!!"

Dear God.

Catching up on The Food Whore through the site's monthly archives can keep one entertained for hours.