Have you seen that episode of Friends where Joey dumps a girl because she helps herself to his food during a dinner date?
Well, I wouldn't go as far as dumping someon, but I can certainly relate to Joey's thinking. Yes, I openly admit it, I can be very selfish over my food.
In my last blog about Zizzi, someone asked whether I had shared my apple crumble or eaten it by myself.
Share? When it comes to food, I'm sorry, but no. The thought does not even occur to me when I order! If I offer you my food, the best thing is to say no. Actually, that sounds quite harsh, I don't mind sharing crisps and things like that, but dinner? I'm afraid not. I just cannot bring myself to do it.
Don't get me wrong, I have actually been to a restaurant and shared a meal with someone before - a pizza here, an ice-cream sundae there. And I've never ordered a whole platter meant for sharing all to myself or anything like that!
I get oddly possessive over my food sometimes and feel strangely violated if someone decides to reach over and take something from my plate without asking. But I don't mind offering the odd spoonful to allow someone a taste of my food.
So there are fine boundaries when it comes to sharing food. Cross them if you dare.
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