Well, I couldn’t do it. Tonight, I went to this semi fancy shmancy restaraunt for dinner and just could not bring myself to eat like the British with my fork in the left-hand all the time. I don’t know what it was…I spent most of my life as a child grumbling about how goofy it was to switch hands. I’ve even done it in other restaraunts before. But there, in this semi fancy place, I just couldn’t do it. I felt like such a hick eating the wrong way (from an American perspective). So, even though I heard the 2 waitresses make a comment about me switching hands, I just couldn’t do it any other way. My parents should be proud! Their manners stuck!
Oh…BTW…just like with units of measure (such as the cup and gallon), the US maintains the older traditions. It is the rest of the world that moved away from us.
Image from jefe317 via flickr