Drop a pin where you ate.
A journal for the food you actually eat — the stall on the corner, the place with no sign, the thing you still think about at midnight. Note what it was, tag how it felt, and let the map fill in behind you.
Three things, and only three.
Most food apps want to be a directory. This one wants to be a notebook.
A place.
Where you ate. Shared — pins within 50 m become one spot, so what a place feels like is everyone’s answer, not just yours.
One sitting.
A meal, not a check-in. Order four dishes in one go and it stays one visit, the way it actually happened.
One dish.
A photo, what it was, a private note if you want one, and three feelings. The feelings live here — never on the place.
Stars can’t describe a samosa.
So there are none. Twenty-four feelings across three families — pick some and watch the city answer. This is the actual thing, not a picture of it.
No ads. No algorithm.
foodstrava doesn’t sell anything, rank anything, or follow you around.
- No third-party analytics and no trackers — nothing follows you into other apps.
- Your notes are private. Not “private by default” — private, full stop.
- Any dish can be kept off the public map, so dinner at home stays at home.
- Delete your account from inside the app and it is gone — immediately, and for real.