Are your children like this? Were you?

CharleyH said:

...Always had finger bowls with ribs or finger foods...

Finger bowls with ribs, well La-di-freaking-da. I came from the underprivileged mean streets, where moist towelette use was rampant.
 
Clare Quilty said:
Finger bowls with ribs, well La-di-freaking-da. I came from the underprivileged mean streets, where moist towelette use was rampant.

Are you picking on my Charley? I happen to know she is extremely well mannered and refined.

She even puts the seat down.
 
No, I was never like that. Don't need finger bowls for meatloaf, didn't play sports (why give the bullies a free shot or six at me?), and it didn't matter how polite or nasty I was, my family didn't like me much.

Don't have any kids, ain't about to start now.
 
Clare Quilty said:
Finger bowls with ribs, well La-di-freaking-da. I came from the underprivileged mean streets, where moist towelette use was rampant.

LOL.

Ew, not the stuff you get in, in - KFC!

I was underprivileged too. My brother got a car at 16, I got to go out on a date with a guy in a car. ;)

Abs, you're too funny, lol
 
Kids??

Pahh!

Finally get the four year old boy to quit being a garden whirlwind and sit at the table after the promise of a yoghurt later.

Said 4yo moves seat cushions from prefferred seat and all others and places them on one.

Climbs up and proceeds to spread said food around face, table and if extremely fortunate, inside mouth too.

Piano: pah!!

Finger bowls: double pah!!

*Lucky the shopping trip involved yoghurts, or parents would be in whole world of shit!*
 
I lived briefly with a family whose toddler son masturbated continuously at dinnertime. One hand wanking, the other feeding himself. Mashed potatoes were always fun for him.

Perdita
 
I, um -

I had a reply, perdita, but now I don't know what to say!

mashed potatoes????
 
Let's see here. I was brought up to wash my hands in the bowl if there was one, no elbows on the table, eat with your mouth closed, wipe your mouth off now and then, napkin in my lap and cutleries neatly folded when done with my food.

I was also never not let out if I was wearing clothes my folks found "too shabby" or "inappropriate for the occasion". Mom would have me run back and change. I was brought up to be well dressed in the sense that I shouldn't look shabby, as people will judge me by my appearances.

Mom found when moving to Sweden that people didn't take her seriously or gave her the respect she deserves as she didn't know the language fluently and looked different. She always had dad around in the beginning to show them that she was married to a Swedish (white) man. With time she learnt the language fluently, but found that people would treat her better if she spoke English. So she did. As her English is fluent she also felt she got the upperhand and respect of the people she dealt with. She also dressed immaculately and projected a certain image so they wouldn't judge her by her looks.
She once told me "there are tons of people out there who'll judge you by who you are, but there will also be those who judge you by your Asian looks. See to it that your overall appearance is good, then at least they won't think get the impression you're some uneducated immigrant living off welfare."

/LP
P.S Oh, and I've played the piano since I was 6....:)
 
Fingerbowls??? My little Horror is terrified of anything to do with cleanliness.

To clean his hands whilst eating (will not grasp the concept of cutlery) the fronts of his trouser legs or back of shirt is his favourites.

I think he slipped a few generations back down the evolution ladder whilst still in the womb, must be on the wifes side of the family!!!!
 
oggbashan said:
Can you guess the date of this US publication ‘Created by Columbia Educational Books, Inc.’?

I suspect that it earlier than 1890, possibly as early as 1830-something.

All of the quotes have a very Victorian feel to them. It's hard to pin down those attitudes about "proper behavior" much closer than that.
 
Re: And the date is...

oggbashan said:
1942.

The meat portions on the chidren's plates equal a week's rations for a UK adult at that time.

Og

The reference I saw on Google had a publication date of 1969. Must have been a new edition.

Somehow I can't see kids at the table smoking joints and dipping their fingers into the finger bowls.

How did she say they should eat, Og? Fork in left hand, or making the American switch-over to the right? And how the hell did that ever get started, anyway?

--dr.M.
 
rgraham666 said:
No, I was never like that. Don't need finger bowls for meatloaf, didn't play sports (why give the bullies a free shot or six at me?), and it didn't matter how polite or nasty I was, my family didn't like me much.

Don't have any kids, ain't about to start now.

That's kind of a shame, only because you seem like someone worthy of being reproduced. .
 
finger bowls and Shrek2 come to mind... hmm

I was bought up to ask to be excused from the table and wasn't allowed to leave until everyone had finished eating.

My kids? They eat in front of the TV, at the table too, but I never push them as long as they eat ;-)
 
Re: Re: And the date is...

dr_mabeuse said:
The reference I saw on Google had a publication date of 1969. Must have been a new edition.

Somehow I can't see kids at the table smoking joints and dipping their fingers into the finger bowls.

How did she say they should eat, Og? Fork in left hand, or making the American switch-over to the right? And how the hell did that ever get started, anyway?

--dr.M.

The book doesn't say. The illustrations mainly show only one implement in use, the knife or fork in the right hand, but two pictures show both hands being used, fork left, knife right. One shows fork in right hand and bread being used (described as a 'pusher') in left hand.

Og
 
We always had to wait for everyone to finnish before asking to leave the table. Then it was up to the three of us ( my sister, my Brother and me) to clear the table and wah up. Normally it ended up with me and my sister claening and my brother hiding in the toilet, he worked out that my parents daren't stop him going "just in case" .

My kids have to wait for everyone to finnish and clear the table but as the eldest is 6 we don't expect them to do the dishes yet.

I take pride in the fact that while they will argue at the table when we are on our own if we have guests or eat out they are perfectly behaved. the only problem with this is no body belives me when I tell them how bad they can be!
 
gothgodess said:
Normally it ended up with me and my sister claening and my brother hiding in the toilet.

:( I guess he doesn't get many dates, huh?



:D
 
Finger bowls... bloody hell we were lucky if we had plates... 47 of us there were... living in a shoe box ont'th edge of motorway...............:)

Finger bowls... no need when you've got a perfectly servicable shirt on.
 
Have I done things like that?

I can't remember I grew up in the 80's and must've been on something course I'm ok now I think....
 
...or making the American switch-over to the right? And how the hell did that ever get started, anyway?

Funny--that was discussed for days in another forum I'm in and we never figured out how it got started. I've always had the theory that it was developed just to be different from the English and the Europeans, because there doesn't seem to be any point to it.

We never had finger bowls when I was coming up. That's for if you have a dishwasher or someone who does the dishes for you, which we had neither.

When I was coming up we had to wait until everybody was through eating to be excused from the table; now, if we do sit at the table (which is usually heaped with papers and gets cleared off for holiday dinners) I have hell and all getting the other two people in my family to wait until I'm through eating. Dunno what I did wrong.
 
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