I may be missing something, but isn’t the linked article describing the reason here? I am not a purchaser of soft cheeses, but it sounds like an interesting way for everyone “to get a piece of the nose” to me!
How’s this for rude behavior: I was having dinner at the home of a friend when her sister arrived for a visit (she had not been invited to dinner). The sister had a reputation for eating everything in sight; my friend told me that after her sister moved out of town her grocery bill dropped by one third.
In any case, her sister declined the offer of dinner, saying that she had already eaten, but would have a bread roll. In short order she wolfed down the basket of rolls that was on the table.
You’ve met some rather interesting specimen in your life Can’t say I envy you.
You have no idea !
People are weird. As we say in the fatherland “Humor ist, wenn man trotzdem lacht.”
Laughing about the cray is the #1 thing that’s gotten me through the worst in life. Still does.
This is the antithesis of this thread:
I was introduced to a novel way of “disposing” of the last piece of food by a cousin visiting from England:
It was my mother’s birthday, and I made a chocolate chestnut cake. After everyone had been served, there was a large piece left. My cousin stated that the practice in her circle of friends was to divide it up so everyone got a piece. So that’s what we did. How civilized!
Thank goodness for Google Translate
I would’ve been more than happy to do that for you, since I’m a professional translator AND German
Although the succinctness of the phrase def gets lost in translation.
Long standing contributors may remember that I’m the author of a book about food during the Great War. Ridley Sheldon wrote a memoir of his fairly brief service with a battalion of the Manchester Regiment. He’d joined up shortly after war was declared and, by Christmas 1914, was in Egypt. He was sharing a tent with 11 other and received a large parcel from home. It included cakes and nine mince pies. He puzzled how he could fairly share these out with his mates. In the end he decided that 12 bits of paper would be put in a hat. Three would be marked with a cross and whoever pulled them out would not get a mince pie. But they would get an extra slice of cake - coz, like your cousin, we Britons like to do fair.
Yeah - but you’re also a tease posting in German.
I like to expand people’s horizons and impart them with indispensable wisdom, what can I say
Tee hee, Tash.
Among my circle of friends in Japan, that’s a somewhat common way to deal with it. What I personally do is ask those at the table if anyone is interested in eating it and if no one says they are and I want it, I’ll eat it.
It’s amazing how many so-called dilemmata are easily solved by direct, open, and honest communication.
Thanks. I had to laugh, though, at the cutting diagram for “Soft Triangular Shaped Cheese”. There, they actually bless cutting off the tip/nose, if only for further slicing.
Totally! One of, if not the #1 annoyance of life in Japan are all the unwritten rules. People are expected to “read the room” regarding so many matters and it quickly gets tiring.
There’s no such thing as a left-over latke. Lol
Ugh, I hate unwritten rules. I would never grab the last serving of anything unless I first checked with the rest of the table as to whether anyone wanted it. But if people say no and then secretly are pissed about it…
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Why is this a faux-pas?
Is it taking the tip on a communal wedge? Implying you’re taking the best middle bit and leaving the rind for others? (Amusing because the rind adjacent bits are sometimes the most flavorful)
Or is it a general prohibition when you’ll selected a small wedge from a charcuterie board?
Because once it’s on MY plate, I’ll eat it however I damn well please.
I believe there’s an extensive side convo on the topic in this very thread