We had an awards dinner for the University Residences Housing and Food Services leaders. Formal dress. Shiny silverware and saucers.
I instinctively reached for chopsticks. Damn.
It’s just that the only fancy places I ever go to with tablecloths are Chinese restaurants during a wedding and with an Asian family, there’ve been quite a few weddings. So when I see tablecloths and more than two forks, I get scared. Not to mention the two years of dining court eating has given me a habit of fast efficient consumption. Which is to say I obtain maximum nutritive value in minimal time and minimal loss of life and limb.
It’s not pretty.
I think the point of the dinner was to give out awards to Dining associates. I was too focused on hiding my sugar packet wrappers in my napkin.