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Hey check out the Food Tatts group on flickr,.. lots of good ideas,... http://www.flickr.com/groups/foodtatts/

As much as I love food, I can't think of a cool food-related icon I'd want permanently inked on my body. I love pho, but I can't imagine printing a bowl of pho on me. I'd especially be angry if they included onions and cilantro. :P

I suppose I could go simplistic and get a tattoo on my forehead that says:

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My boyfriend drives me INSANE when he eats! He holds his silverware like a freakin shovel! I'm dying to say something to him about it, but don't want to his feelings. It's actually embarrising whe we go out to a nice resturant, all dressed up and here comes the shoveling...agggghhhh

I really hate it when I've spent hours preparing a meal and my husband and other family members eat it so quickly that you have to wonder.....did they really even taste it?

I also hate it when people mix their food. Ok.....when I was a child I mixed my food, but it really is annoying when you have spent a lot of time preparing a meal with great flavor and someone mixes each bite! My suggestion.....make things easier for them and just put it in a blender before serving :)

Wost food habit is not coming to dinner when you're called. My mom used to have a fit about my brother and dad lollygagging now I know & understand her frustration. Its so irritating to spend hours making a really nice meal only to have it grow cold in front of you while for whoever to just finish up an e-mail or whatever that can so clearly wait.

I also ate breakfast with a guy once that cut everything up into bite sized species (two fried eggs, sausage, hash browns) mixed it all together with ketchup and hot sauce until it was a homogenized slop and then shoveled it all in. It was the grossest.

I am so annoyed by people who are totally close-minded about food and refuse to even try anything new. I once dated a guy who refused to eat anything except fast food hamburgers (meat and bread only) and fries. He wouldn't even eat a homemade one. Oh yeah, he did eat one other thing- his mom's "famous" spaghetti which consisted of spaghetti, the fattiest and cheapest ground beef you could buy, cooked and un-drained, a can of mushrooms and a jar of cheez-whiz. Mixed all together and never served with salt or pepper, for that would make it too spicy. I can honestly admit that was the most revolting thing I have ever eaten. I love to cook and eat and experiment, so obviously this relationship didn't last very long. Thankfully I found a guy who shares my love for food and we are now happily married.

Nothing irks me more than going to a new restaurant with people who have not eaten there before and regardless of my raving about the food and regardless of the fact that the people are not even close-to-penniless, they order the smallest cheapest thing on the menu from fear that they won't like anything.

When the tiny plate arrives before them, their fork oh-so-timidly approaches the miniscule portion of food as if the fork itself were frowning with trepidation, creakingly moving toward the food that is supposed to be a celebration (at least in my mind it is)(and I'm guessing that in the restaurant's mind it is too) to prod at it as if it were going to jump up and bite them with a loud scary noise like the boogeyman.

Live a little for god's sake.

To echo a couple of other complaints:

1. My late mother took forever to finish a meal; she would talk and fiddle with her food (pushing it around, but seldom actually getting it on the utensil and into her mouth). Long after everyone else was finished, she would still have more than half a plate to go.

And ironically . . .

2. I have a friend who inhales his food with incredible speed, and I am physically incapable of eating that fast, so I am always lagging behind during every course. Invariably, the server picks up his plate the moment he is done, leaving me feeling like a naughty child sitting alone with my food, inconveniencing those who now have nothing else to do but watch me eat.

Among more normal-paced eaters, I keep a general eye on how they are progressing with their meals, and if I need to and can catch up, I let them talk while I focus on my meal. Contrariwise, if I am the one who has eaten quickly, I take smaller and smaller bites of what is left until the slower person has caught up with me. Seems like good manners.

Hey Library Lady. My boyfriend always, always leaves one bit of food on his plate.
Doesn't matter what he's eating -- a sandwich, pasta, a candy bar -- one bite gets wasted.
I ask him time and time again why he does this and he says the same thing you did "I guess I just have issues"!!!
It isn't exactly annoying; it is just . . . weird!

You all are terrifying me about getting married. Husbands are apparently really annoying eaters.

God, I have several pet peeves. I don't really like people SNIFFING at their food when it's uncalled for. No, I don't mean inhaling the aroma with slightly orgasmic look, but sniffing.. like dogs. Especially if they made a face before or during (if afterwards, I'd be worried for the food). I felt insulted if people do that to food i cooked.

I also hate hate hate stubborn refusal to TRY food, like saying "No, I don't like it" when they don't even know what it is, or they have never tried them. This refusal is usually accompanied by slightly disgusted face, which doubles my annoyance.

A ring of biscuits with red eye gravy and country ham.

Fried chicken and waffles.

Biscuits and cornbread with honey; iced tea on the side.