Dear White People: Please Stop Comparing Us to Food

It’s weird, okay?

Savannah Worley

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An open jar of caramel with a wooden spoon on top
Photo by Matt Diosdado on Unsplash

“You look like caramel. Yummy!”

I immediately blocked the white person who said this to me. I was no longer interested in dating them.

Usually, I get “caramel.” Black people in general typically get “chocolate.”

I don’t know if white people really get just how fetishizing this is. It makes us sound like we’re consumable — that you only see us as objects to be used. That we’re not desirable as complete human beings. That we’re only here to gratify your sweet tooth.

Why can’t you just buy a Caramello and leave us alone?

How would y’all feel if you were constantly compared to food?

“Girl, you look as good as a dollop of sour cream on a baked potato.”

“Yum, yum! You’re like mayonnaise on a chicken club sandwich!”

“I could drink you like a tall glass of white milk.”

“If I licked you, would you taste like sourdough bread?”

“I could eat you up like an entire bag of marshmallows.”

“You’re as hot as a bowl of clam chowder.”

Feel free to add your own!

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Savannah Worley

Essayist who writes about social justice, racism, and mental health | she/her | Buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/skworley