Wednesday, February 10, 2016

I Have Too Many Questions to Be a Foodie.

This is spooky and a little strange. 

Headline of the Day:

Mad Cow Kills Marin Woman.

I've seen cows almost every time I have been in Marin. Most of them live in the western part of the county. Sonoma County is next to Marin and has more cows per square mile. The commercials about contented California cows are Sonoma cows. They get all the publicity and attention. They also produce pretty darn good cheese and milk.

What could make a cow mad enough to kill someone?

Marin is a beautiful area with very valuable land. The weather is varied, never too hot or cold. Sometimes a refreshing fog rolls in from the ocean. In short, I would think it to be an ideal place for a cow.

Maybe it was revenge for a night of cow tipping? Whatever the reason, it's a sad state of affairs when something like this happens. Cows are always thought of, at least by me, as benign mostly gentle creatures. Give them nice grass to chew, a bull friend every so often and they're happy. 

I hope this isn't the beginning of a cow revolt. Maybe cows are getting fed up with people eating them? Maybe cows are getting tired of taking the blame for global warming? Before more people are killed we need to find the reason the cows are so mad.

I read an article about table manners. These may come in handy some day.

In France: 
When eating it is always polite to have both hands visible. Otherwise guests will assume you are playing with the legs of your dinner companions. 

American kids hear, "Don't play with your food." French kids hear, "Don't play with your neighbor."

Portugal: 
Never bring wine to a hostess. It is considered an insult but it's OK to bring wine to a host.

Egypt: 
Never salt your food. The cook intended the food to taste the way it's served. And besides, it's probably not going to help.

Kagro Tribe, Nigeria: 
Women aren't allowed to eat with a spoon which is why they they very rarely make soup.

Egypt: 
It's customary to keep pouring tea into a cup until it spills over into the saucer. No salt, wet saucers. Why would you want to eat in Egypt?

Afghanistan: 
Only eat with your right hand. Guests eat first and are seated farthest from the door. If bread falls onto the floor you should pick it up, kiss it and then raise it to your forehead before putting it back down. 

Can I pick up the bread with my left hand? What kind of a kiss should I give it, wet, sloppy? Do I use tongue? I would think no tongue since that would be a French kiss. Do I put it back down on the floor or the plate and do I still eat it? Does the three second rule apply? Why must I sit the furthest from the door? Is it closer to the restroom? Damn too many rules for me. I doubt I will eat in Afghanistan.

France: 
Never doggy bag your meals. Eat it at the restaurant or leave it. You can bring a dog into the restaurant so let him/her eat the leftovers there.

Mongolia: 
If offered vodka, first flick a few drops in the air "into the wind" then on the floor. Then, touch your forehead with your finger and drink.

This will never catch on here, tequila drinking is hard enough.

OK what was that again? lick salt, squeeze lime and drink or squeeze lime, drink and lick salt?

Japan:
Always slurp your Udon noodle soup — they consider it the best way to make sure you're getting all the flavors of the soup in every bite.

Even better, slurp with a large bore straw, flex straw if you can find one.

Russia:
Drinking vodka is part of everyday life and not drinking is actually offensive.

So is falling down drunk and laying in a pool of your own vomit.

America:
It's considered bad manners to wear a hat or any shirt that exposes under arm hair while in a public restaurant. 

Please dress and act accordingly.

Part of an original post from 2-9-2012

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