Pet Peeve

I have a pet peeve. It is really quite simple, I don't like people to touch my food.

Let me narrow that down a bit. I don't mind if you prepare my food, nibble from my plate, even flat out touch my food on my plate - if I like you, that is . . .

But, if I have prepared something or if I have food on the table - if you want to eat it - get a plate!!! Do not stick your fork in my pie and stand over it eating it. You have just contaminated my pie. Do not stick your fork in my $20.00 cheesecake and eat multiple bites.

Unless you are 4, this is unacceptable behavior.

Now, I am sure you all think I've someone in mind when discussing this. I do. My sister.

This weekend was my dad's birthday, so I made a baked ziti and bought a fabulous turtle cheesecake.

My sister, too busy to eat with us, stood over the ziti, fork in hand eating huge mouthfuls of ziti. GET A FRICKIN BOWL! Then she moved on to my cheesecake in which she decided it was also acceptable to stick that ziti and spit covered fork into my $20.00 cheesecake! FOR THE LOVE OF PETE! She is lucky I didn't shove that fork up her nose!

Now, I will say this again, it is completely acceptable behavior if you are a child. SHE IS 28!

I will go so far as to say, I don't even mind if everyone is done eating and we all sit around with forks finishing off the dessert or if that was the plan all along, but we hadn't even started yet. I hadn't even cut into that beautiful cheesecake, so when it came time to serve it, it had forkfuls missing from one side. DISGUSTING! To me it is the equivalent of wiping her nose on my cheesecake. I couldn't even eat it, though my husband says it was fabulous.

You know those boxes of assorted chocolates? Well, when we were kids she would aways (and still does to this day) stick her finger in the bottom of the creams, and eat only the ones she liked. Instead of throwing out the ones she didn't, she'd put them back in the box looking pristine on top. So, fed up with her, one year for christmas I bought her a box of chocolates and dutifully stuck my finger in every single one.

Maybe it isn't the lack of ettiquete at all that bothers me. Maybe it is just her *wink*.

How was your weekend?