25 April, 2008

Weird American.

This afternoon, Ibu Darmi pointed out that I used a fork to eat my
rice, beef and broccoli. It seemed to fascinate her. Indonesians
usually use a spoon as their main eating utensil. Or, yes, in the
villages, they use their fingers. That's fun too, especially when
it's fried chicken.

I learned this early on. But I guess having been here for nearly 10
months, I didn't realize that I'm still just used to certain
preferences. It does makes sense to eat rice with a spoon. Or to
shovel it into your mouth with chopsticks when the bowl's at your
chin like when I'm at Chinese restaurants or my grandma's house.
Ahhh, delicious Chinese food...

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