Hands covered in stuff is a constant issue. I go through so many napkins when eating at a restaurant and still can’t wait to be done eating so I can wash my face and hands. I can’t even enjoy my food because I’m trying to race through the meal, touching as little as humanly possible, just so I can wash up.
OMG yes. My co-workers used to mildly rib me (they were supportive so it was okay) about eating everything with utensils. I blew their minds by eating crisps with a fork.
It’s to the point where I keep a set with me in case we’re at a restaurant or food truck that doesn’t provide them (or provides flimsy plastic, but that’s a different peeve of mine). There’s just something about food mess overall that I can’t get past.
Hands covered in stuff is a constant issue. I go through so many napkins when eating at a restaurant and still can’t wait to be done eating so I can wash my face and hands. I can’t even enjoy my food because I’m trying to race through the meal, touching as little as humanly possible, just so I can wash up.
I eat so many things with a fork and knife! Sorry quesadilla and burger, you are fork and knife time!
OMG yes. My co-workers used to mildly rib me (they were supportive so it was okay) about eating everything with utensils. I blew their minds by eating crisps with a fork.
It’s to the point where I keep a set with me in case we’re at a restaurant or food truck that doesn’t provide them (or provides flimsy plastic, but that’s a different peeve of mine). There’s just something about food mess overall that I can’t get past.