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This Week in Food Porn

In preparation for autumn's oncoming carb-load, we bring you another instalment of This Week in Food Porn: MUNCHIES’ guide to the most delicious pics posted to Instagram in the past seven days.
October 3, 2015, 10:00am

Forget mists and mellow fruitfulness: as Autumn wraps its damp, leaf-smelling arms around us like an unwelcome Hare Krishna, it's time to stock up. Get eating. Pile it on. Because winter is coming and even if you're not actually going to lie down in a box full of newspaper in your mother's basement for three months, you should still hibernate. After meals, between meetings, under your desk, and on the bus if needs be. You must fill your face with flavour and reassurance.

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To get you in the mood to carb-load, calorie-consume, and generally revel in the world of all things tasty, here is This Week in Food Porn, MUNCHIES' guide to the most delicious pics posted to Instagram in the past seven days.

Grab a fork and dig in to total conker.

Huevos Rancheros from book Eating Well made easy. This is my take on this classic dish. So good for breakfast but even a good one for lunch. It is going to be a beautiful day again to day. I hope you can have a good one. Big Love. LPxxx #eatingwellmadeeasy

A photo posted by Lorraine Pascale (@lorrainepascale) on Sep 29, 2015 at 11:09pm PDT

I love the smell of a Sarah Lucas joke in the morning. Especially when it comes with a side serving of refried beans. Get yer eggs out for the ranchers, lads and don't be shy with the avocado.

Non aspettavamo altro! È arrivata la stagione della #zucca e facciamo i salti di gioia (stando attenti a non scottarci ai fornelli). Abbiamo già pensato ad una ricettina semplice eppure ricca di sapore, tra un po' ve la sveleremo! Intanto ci dite come vi piace cucinarla? #buonappetito! A photo posted by Giallozafferano (@giallozafferano) on Oct 1, 2015 at 3:35am PDT

Sometimes, when it comes to food photography, subtle nuance can go whistle up a biscuit. Autumn's here, so what the fuck? Let's just hold our phone above a giant gourd and give the people what they want. Bang. Orange. On ya.

Just found this little beauty. @pizzapilgrims James balancing a whole Forza bench on his massive chin⁉️

A photo posted by Forza Win (@forzawin) on Sep 28, 2015 at 8:28am PDT

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The most handsome man is a man who looks like he's standing behind a very warped window: giant nose, huge mouth, massive chin. Give me a facial appendage that can lift furniture and I'll give you the keys to my heart.

Superb shot from @hollyarnold81 of today's demo @aldeburghfood - bavette carpaccio with crispy capers in the front with smoked trout and griddled cucumber salad coming up the rear #smallplates #alotonherplate #aldeburghfoodfestival #foodphotography A photo posted by Rosie Birkett (@rosiefoodie) on Sep 27, 2015 at 10:26am PDT

Sometimes a "salad" is basically flesh, sugar, salt, and fat laid across a plate like a map to everlasting happiness. And don't you forget it.

Our forager Michael (@michael_fitzner) picked these golden raspberries when foraging today.

A photo posted by noma (@nomacph) on Sep 29, 2015 at 7:47am PDT

How do you apply to be a forager? Do you have to move to Denmark? Because I've got a passport, a pair of old VW overalls, and am really good with nettle stings (not in a sex way).

Figs are at their sweetest right now, so why not rustle up a decadent dessert for the weekend? Gooey in the middle and fluffy on the outside, these melt-in-the-mouth treats are so rich and tasty that you'll find a little goes a long way! Whether you make individual servings or one giant pud, they're super quick to make, leaving you more time to enjoy your weekend. Find the recipe for our Chocolate Fig Pudding on p252 of #TheArtOfEatingWell! #HappyFriday #GrainFree #GlutenFree A photo posted by Hemsley Sisters (@hemsleyhemsley) on Sep 25, 2015 at 3:45am PDT

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I feel about gluten-free the way Vin Diesel feels about those lie-down bicycles: there but for the grace of God, testosterone, and a devil-may-care attitude to seeing my 80s. But even I have to admit that figs—probably literature's third favourite cunnilingus metaphor—are in their element at the moment, even surrounded by gluten free baking.

Croissants waiting to be baked at @tallgrassprairiebakery in @theforkswinnipeg #tallgrassprarie #theforks #tourismwinnipeg #exploremb #explorecanada #croissants #bakery #cooperative #canada #baking #huffposttaste #buzzfoodfeast #f52grams #guardianfood #telegraphfood #instafoodblogger #instafood #foodphotography #foodporn A photo posted by Karen S Burns-Booth (@lavenderandlovage) on Sep 22, 2015 at 8:37pm PDT

There's just something about quantity, isn't there? When a batch slowly, surprisingly, starts to look like an invasion—like something that Sigourney Weaver would start peeling off her neck and shooting with a gun. And yet, if there is any greater joy on this earth that baked flour and fat, I'd like to meet it.

Here you go beautiful Borlotti beans from my garden. Look out for these there great right now typically from Italy, there creamy and nutty delicious in stews soups salads and so much more, If you've had success with French beans, try growing borlotti xx JO x #WorldVegetarianDay #veggies A photo posted by Jamie Oliver (@jamieoliver) on Oct 1, 2015 at 4:59am PDT

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Fanks mate. I bladdy well will. 'Ad an 'ell of a bovver wiv my French beans, know what I mean? Couldn't get the little pricks past the flowering stage. But these beans, mate. These beans look the facking business.

Tres #LuckyTacos ❤️ A photo posted by The Lucky Taco (@theluckytaconz) on Sep 30, 2015 at 10:50pm PDT

Because, of course, summer is coming to New Zealand. Which means shredded pink holiday plans, corn-wrapped beach beauty, and freshly squeezed sun tans. Oh, for another hemisphere.

Ce soir @petitcrenn poulpe A photo posted by @dominiquecrenn on Sep 24, 2015 at 6:45pm PDT

Under the sea is basically a constellation of magical, blubber-based stars and sucking fleshy satellites. A spray across my plate; a salty supernova in my mouth.