And a merry Saturday evening to you all. Hubby, Stonebow, and I just returned from an evening of Christmas shopping with our youngest offspring. We stopped in at one of those “family” restaurants on the way home. Being famished after our trek through the mall and Toys R Us, we ordered an appetizer plate to hold us over until the food arrived. On said plate were chicken fingers, fried cheese sticks, fried mushrooms, and fried dill pickles. Each had their own little pod of dipping sauce- marinara, ranch, honey mustard, etc.
I would like to preface the description of what happened next with this: I would NEVER do this in the company of anyone other than my husband. It was just the two of us (plus baby), on the lonely side of the restaurant, and nobody else in sight.
I dipped a pickle in the ranch dressing, took a bite, and then a few minutes later, dipped the same pickle back into the dressing. My husband looked up at me with a peculiar little stare and said “You double dipped!” I replied with " Well, we put our mouths on each other’s genitals, so I thought this would be okay." He just stared at me a second again, looked around, and let it drop. I now have my feelings vaguely hurt. It’s not like I was trying to poison him or anything. We often share the same drink in the mall or at the movies (One super large is cheaper than two regular size). On a trip we once used the same toothbrush. We regularly kiss in the mornings before we brush our teeth. Good heavens, he has sucked a mouthfull of wine directly out of my mouth into his and swallowed it! I just wonder why he had a problem with the ranch dressing. He doesn’t even like fried pickles and ranch dressing.
So dopers, was I way out of line? Have you dared to double dip your appetizer in the presence of your partner?
I’m not married, but this whole double-dipping thing is the biggest bunch of CRAP that ever came down the pike! I’ve gotten food poisoning ONE time in my 41 years… from an under-cooked sausage sub. I defy ANY poster to say that they were harmed because of double-dipping! It’s like saying you got VD from a toilet seat!
People today worry WAY too much about germs and a whole lot of other stuff if you ask me. How do you think your grandparents, or great-grandparents lived til they were 80? They ate bacon and eggs and whole milk and lard and on and on! :rolleyes:
I never even knew until fairly recently that anyone was upset by double-dipping, had never thought about it in my entire life before then. So, no, it is utterly not an issue with my husband and me.
OK, married implies sexual relations are being performed by the couple. You kiss, you slurp, you… well ahem! Let’s not go there. Double dipping isn’t a problem in that case. The couple’s shared much more than just saliva, one would think.
That’s just splendid. Mock not the miracles of which thou hast not partaken. FTR, dill pickles don’t have to be deep fried. Crispy, kosher dills are excellent just wet and naked. Dried, bobbed through tempura batter and then crisped…pure bliss. ::blushes:: I’ve done it a non-stick skillet wisped w/ olive oil Pam.
Reading this thread, I can’t help thinking about a conversation I had with a friend of mine several years ago. Somehow or other the subject of the “candy kiss” (swapping candy back and forth as you kiss) came up, and she was completely grossed out.
I just looked at her for minute in stunned silence before I said, “So you’ll suck on a dick that’s been in someone else’s ass (without a condom, I might add), but you’re going to make a fuss over a piece of candy with a little spit on it?” Without missing a beat or batting an eye, she said “Yeah, that’s just gross!”
Moral of the story: people are really, really weird about stuff like this. Trying to understand their reactions just gives you a headache.
I never understood what the deal is with double-dipping. I could care less, though I refrain from doing it myself unless I know I’m with someone who won’t care.
First off, I thought this thread was going to be about insurance, or job bennies or something. But then that’s what I get for posting and reading at 3am.
As to your question, your hubby was being weird, I’ve never had a single boyfriend object to double dipping. For the reasons you give, for pete’s sake!!!
My sister and mom have no problems with double dipping either.
On the other hand, were I at dinner with just friends, or coworkers, I’d put the sauce I wanted on my plate, and dip from there, not back into the little “communal” pots.
The human mouth is full of germs, microbes, bateria, etc, but since you are regularly exchanging microbes with each other on a daily basis, double dipping with each other is rather petty.
I once chided my husband for this (Kidding, though- I don’t care at all) and he said "I’ve had my mouth on your ___, (fill in body part of choice)- does it really matter if I double dipped?
It didn’t really matter to me. When I’m out with friends, even, we’ll kind of look at each other and say “Double dip, or get your own plate?”, then agree on which to do. But my spouse? No way!
I use my husband’s toothbrush if we’re traveling and I’ve forgotten mine. C’mon, I exchange bodily fluids with man on a regular basis–I’m supposed to be grossed out by his spit on a toothbrush? Needless to say, double-dipping is not a problem for us. Of course, I’m also a big believer in the 10-second rule.
