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I was set up on a date with a guy. We were to meet for
lunch at a mutually agreed upon restaurant. It was an
exceptional Mexican restaurant in the area. My stomach was in knots on the drive over and I prayed the entire way for strength to carry through with it. I arrived at the precise time and went into the restaurant. He had not arrived when I got there. So I waited...and waited. I didn't think I could have been stood up. Perhaps he wasn't that tardy after all, but it sure felt like it. At last he arrived. He was tall, still tan from the summer, nice looking. Hmmmm...not bad. My nerves started to settle, just a little. We were seated in a booth and began to pour over the menu. He
explained to me that he had been on a no-carb diet for a
few months to loose weight. We talked a little about him,
his career and me and my career. He decided to order the
fajita's and explained that he would have to forego the
tortillas, due to the carbs. I really didn't think
anything more about it until our dinners were served.After he prayed over the meal, I picked up my knife and fork to cut into the enchiladas I had ordered. I looked up from my meal and was quite startled to discover him with sauteed chicken strips in one hand and grilled vegetables in the other hand. When I think back on it, it was a funny sight. |
Something out of a comedy
show, maybe. Mind you, I realize that fajitas in and of
themselves are finger food. However, if you are not going
to use the tortillas, in my book they become utensil
food. Apparently he had read a different book on
etiquette. I continued with my precision cutting of the
enchiladas as we talked. I was hoping that my example of
food handling would be noted. It was not. He just leaned
a little closer to the plate and continued shoveling the
veggies in. That could be viewed as a good thing, he
spilled less? The piece de
resistance was when he picked up a half cob of corn and
reached it toward me. "Would you like this?" he
asked. "I am not going to eat it." This calls
for a pause, a moment of reflection. Okay, yes this was
an acceptable finger food, however, not when handing off
to someone else. "No thank you," I responded.
"I'm full...stuffed...really!"That was the only time I saw him. He wanted to go out again, but, I really do prefer men that are acquainted with the use of a knife & fork. God's Word teaches us to be grateful in
all things and circumstances. I can definitely be
grateful we didn't go to a Soup and Salad Bar!
Thank you JB for your submission. Images were added. |
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