When I first came to Sweden I ate as I normally ate. With my fork. Nothing else. I cut with my fork, I picked food up with my fork and I shoveled my food in my mouth with my fork. Nothing graceful about it. Just pure indulgence.
Now...I noticed after being here a week I think....?...that everyone around me ate with two pieces of silverware, a fork and a knife. Quite graceful actually. I thought about it and looked at how I ate and I felt odd, almost barbaric with the way I handled my food.
So, I attempted this fork and knife together thingy and it felt awkward in my hands...so I switched hands and put the knife in my left and fork in my right hand. Cutting was strange and I couldn't figure out how to pick up food with the fork upside down like everyone else, or turned the other way you might say. The food slipped off. Always. After some practice I found myself able to do this and I didn't feel so much the barbarian shoveling food in my face.
I eat this way now without even thinking about it and attempting to eat with only a fork? No thanks. THAT actually feels awkward now. I'll use both hands thank you, knife in the left, fork in my right.
Now I actually have some etiquette, considering what I do for a living, I should of had this etiquette a long time ago...
I thought about this as I read Hairy Swede's Blog. It is oh so true...If you read his article about The Nobel Prize Dinner here in Sweden, you'll see exactly what I am talking about. Made me laugh!