We are out in Spain for the foreseeable. Eating out again is a real pleasure. It’s lovely to sit down and choose a meal that we’ve not shopped for, prepped, cooked and washed up after!
And my favourite Carvery opened for the first time yesterday. We will probably go next weekend. What’s wrong with sharing serving spoons and digging around in a trough of cauliflower cheese? Surely the biggest anxiety would be to handle a shared serving spoon and then put your hand to your face?
When we go, I intend to dish up my delicious dinner, put my plate onto the table, then squirt a few drops of hand-san into my hands before picking up my very own knife and fork to eat my meal.
Sorry, I can’t see the problem!
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