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A Gentleman Does Not Tuck A Bib Or Napkin Into His Front Collar Before Eating. That Is For Little Boys Not Grown Men - Where Is Your Chivalry? - by Alfred




   Unfortunately, some grown men who see a beautiful clean napkin placed in front of them at a dinner or a luncheon, think it was left there to be used as a bib so as not to stain their sometimes expensive or sometimes rented suit.

   As much as no one wants to be the fellow who walks around a cocktail party with small food stains on their shirt, the napkin wasn't placed there to be used as a bib.

   The napkin was placed there to be put on your lap.

   Practice eating all kinds of foods without staining your shirt at home.

   Wait a minute, forgive me, you are a grown man, you have been eating everyday of your life from childhood to adulthood.
    I'm sure you didn't stain your shirt anytime you sat down to eat everyday of your life up to adulthood.

    So, don't worry. Don't use the napkin as a bib and embarrass yourself at a dinner party.
    Be confident that nothing would go wrong.

    Note that with a napkin on your lap, if you are leaning slightly forward towards the table as you eat and not leaning backwards into the chair, from a sideways view your mouth would be protruding out ahead of your chest and stomach. So if any food should fall from your lips in such a position it would fall on the table or in your lap (which would be covered with a napkin).

    Best Society knows this. You are expected to know this

    However, if you have a large protruding stomach, your stomach may still be in the way.


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