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Disclaimer: my account of the story may not be reliable, I read it in school like 17 years ago
 
Well Takhisis is certainly right that there are multiple versions of the story. So I wouldn't congratulate me too hard. But thanks buddy :thumbsup:
 
When I was in Thailand (for 4 weeks) I swear I don't remember seeing chopsticks anywhere. I ordered pad thai so many times there, and I swear they always gave me a fork to eat with, never chopsticks.

Since then when at Thai restaurants here in North America, I always ask for a fork. So I can eat the dishes the way they were meant to be eaten. For some reason a lot of places will give you nothing but chopsticks though. I just got back from lunch and the guy there said: "Chopsticks are not good enough for you?" when I asked for a fork. WTH. So I did some research and the internet.. isn't of much help? A lot of pages seem to say that noodle dishes are eaten with chopsticks, in Thailand. Everything else with a fork. Is that right? I honestly don't remember a single chopstick when I was there, and I ate a lot of noodle dishes
 
Did they give you a fork because you were whiter than white bread? ;)

No, that would be racist. In fact, I read stories of waitresses in Thailand getting upset because you ask for chopsticks

When I returned from my Thailand trip I assumed that they just don't use chopsticks for anything, since I never saw them anywhere. Is that not right?
 
My friend says that when she was growing up in the Philippines her family couldn't afford chopsticks and mostly ate with their fingers.
 
I think he was trying to be cool and edgy in a "bro" kind of way, and it came out not the way he planned
The one and only time I ever tried to use chopsticks in a restaurant was approximately 30 years ago, when a group of us in the SCA decided to go out for Chinese food after some sort of business meeting (the details of which I don't remember, only that Ragnar the Bold paid for the meal with his credit card and the rest of us paid him in cash). I fumbled around with those things, made a bit of headway, then spilled my rice all over the table. So somebody finally asked the waiter for a fork. It was embarrassing.

I've since learned to use them somewhat - not well enough to be confident of trying in public, though. So it's handy that I don't do restaurants anymore unless it's a quick stop at McDonalds at the local Walmart (online and phone ordering are great conveniences). The only time Maddy comments on my manners is if she thinks I should be sharing with her and I don't.
 
On a chopstick comfort 1-10 scale I am about a 7. So I don't mind using them, but I like to eat food the way the locals eat it. But now I'm confused about the chopstick situation in Thailand. I swear I never saw anyone using chopsticks for anything but maybe I just missed it
 
Showering every day isn't good for your skin, I'm told.

That depends on how much you're sweating, how fatty/dry your skin is, what kind of showering gel and shampoos you're using...so you cannot say this plainly, more factors go into it.
But you certainly should not do it more than once per day, on a regular bassis.

Nobody else in my group was showering either, and I don't remember any stench or anything like that.

You all smelled bad in the same way, so nobody was smelling anything ;).
 
You all smelled bad in the same way, so nobody was smelling anything ;).

There might actually be something to that.

Turns out the common areas of the tea houses, where we stayed at and slept in every night, were heated by burned yak dung.. I somehow did not smell this at all, even though we usually spent at least a couple hours in a tea house common area every day.. I even saw the stoves in the middle of the common areas, and we saw a lot of yaks, and a lot of women picking up yuk dung and throwing it in giant yak dung backpacks.. but nope, never realized that yak dung was actually burned every single day until it was pointed out to me

Mind you I think the yak dung chimneys actually made a big difference and most of the fumes went that way, but yeah
 
There's a Vietnamese restaurant I go to sometimes, and the customer has a choice between forks and chopsticks. Either way is fine with the staff.
 
There might actually be something to that.

Turns out the common areas of the tea houses, where we stayed at and slept in every night, were heated by burned yak dung.. I somehow did not smell this at all, even though we usually spent at least a couple hours in a tea house common area every day.. I even saw the stoves in the middle of the common areas, and we saw a lot of yaks, and a lot of women picking up yuk dung and throwing it in giant yak dung backpacks.. but nope, never realized that yak dung was actually burned every single day until it was pointed out to me

Mind you I think the yak dung chimneys actually made a big difference and most of the fumes went that way, but yeah
Yeah sounds like you were either fully nose blind at that point or your sense of smell was adversely affected by the altitude. Those poopy tea tens full of sweaty travelers were rank.
 
Yeah sounds like you were either fully nose blind at that point or your sense of smell was adversely affected by the altitude. Those poopy tea tens full of sweaty travelers were rank.

Yeah I'll have to read up on that and see if it is an effect of high altitudes.. I wouldn't be surprised. At one point I figured we were all probably wearing advanced fabrics that do a real good job of making things non-smelly (merino wool, etc.) but my nose did probably adapt and/or get affected by the circumstances
 
:wallbash: I'm trying to remember the name of the ancient Greek [Lydian?] king who was perpetually hungry. His name start's with "O." I believe at one point he even started eating himself.
He had a daughter who could shape-shift. So he would have her shift to a cow, sell her to a guy who wanted a cow, then she could shift back. He made a lot of money to buy food that way, but even that wasn't enough. This according to Ovid's telling.
 
If he starts to eat himself, that's Ouroboros?
 
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