Eating with Libyans was normally an informal affair.
Everyone would sit or lie on the floor around a large communal bowl of food.
You would sometimes use a spoon but often you would just pick up pieces of the
food using pieces of bread or just your fingers. Unfortunately, this relaxed
style of eating didn’t always go down well when translated to other cultures.
My daughter Emma used to run into problems with this. She spent the first five years of her
life in Libya, and she spent much of that time with a Libyan family that we
knew well. So she learned to eat the way Libyans ate at home. This caused
problems whenever she went back to the UK, where she would tuck into a plate of
spaghetti or even a bowl of ice cream using only her fingers. I didn’t see
anything wrong with this but her grandma was absolutely horrified by it.
I ran into similar problems when I travelled
from Libya to visit an International House school in Cairo. I was invited as
guest of honour to a party at the home of one of the school’s receptionists.
My first mistake was deciding to sit on the floor
when I saw there weren’t enough chairs for everyone. The hostess said “This
isn’t Libya” and brought me a chair.
Then came the food. This consisted of tiny (1.5
inches across) pizzas. I was handed a pretty china plate with three mini-pizzas
on it. I picked up the first one with my fingers and ate it.
Everyone stopped talking. Somebody started
laughing. “Look at him. He’s eating like a Libyan,” she said. Then everyone laughed. After this, all the Egyptians proceeded to eat their pizzas the proper (British) way, with a knife and
fork.
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Interesting to read about cultural differences! Great stories :)
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