I’m wondering how many people who are anti-double-dipping even gave the subject any thought before Seinfeld brought it up.
mmmm…deep-fried dill pickles aaauuuggghhhhh…
What restaurant was this? I want to get pickles.
I agree, he probably saw it on Seinfeld and was either joking or was convinced it is really wrong.
I did. I don’t mind, as several have said, sharing with my Sweety. But please don’t put your drool in the common container. Thank you.
Reminds me of a cartoon appearing on Mother’s Day. Mom sitting in bed in anticipation of the kids delivering breakfast. Loud voice from the kitchen: “Bobby! You’re not allowed to bleed on Mommy’s egg!”
Let’s keep it all in perspective.
triple dipping is worse - when someone dip in all three pods in turn before eating, changing the color of the contents.
Sorry - opened this tread 'cause I thought it was about bathing together…
carry on
[sup]Disclaimer: smilie not part of quote.[/sup]
well I’m not married but I lived with a girl for four years. I’m fairly sensitive about that kind of thing. I don’t like to drink out of others glasses I don’t want to eat something that has a bite out of it. (I never brought it up to my gf b/c I knew how stupid it was I just grinned and bore it) all that aside double dipping? It would never even occur to me to think about it.
Mrs Phoenix and I always share everything, be it food, drink or whatever. Especially the whatever. Weird to be upset over something like this.
Double dipping, eating off each other’s plates, taking bites with each other’s forks, sharing a beer, having half a french fry (or any other thing) and giving the other half to him: it’s all good.
Double dipping with the SO is one thing, but I don’t care to share food items that already have a bite taken or a toothbrush. For one thing, the toothbrush is more than just swapping spit, it’s putting someone else’s tooth scum in your mouth. That’s gross.
I didn’t watch more than a handful of episodes of Seinfeld, and rarely watch TV at all (you may prepare the mob with torches and pitchforks now), and didn’t know they had done a show on that. I wouldn’t chastize my husband for double-dipping if it was just the two of us, though.
Not only do I double dip with stormchaser, but with my friends as well.
Hell, I have been known to share food with withaK at work.
I don’t have a problem with double dipping with my family but now with strangers.
I wonder how many people catch this. Brilliant.
I have GOT to try this deep fried dill pickle thing - where do you all get these?
Oh - yeah - the double dipping thing - tell him to get over himself. 
So let me get this straight – when someone is ooged out by the concept of ingesting your saliva, your tactic for comforting them is reminding them that your saliva sometimes contains such delicacies as ball sweat, pooter-juice, or seamens’ surprise? How well does that go over?
Oh, and for the record, I double-dip, and anyone in my company can feel free to do the same. We probably exchanged more germs when we shook hands, anyways.
Wow, I feel so incredibly laid back. I’ll generally eat things off the floor if I saw them fall and feel an acceptable limit of time has passed (usually more than five seconds, though) double-dipping, sharing drinks, food, none of that bothers me. I never get colds for more than half a day, a day at most maybe twice a year, so maybe I’m on to something.
Anyway, when you dip, most of the sauce that touches the offended pre-slobbered item sticks to said item when it’s retracted, so the likelihood (it seems to me) of someone eating contaminated sauce is fairly slim in the grand scheme of things.
Waiter, I’ll try what they’re having.
FaerieBeth, the line above that lieu quoted is just absolutely fantastic.
It also happens to summarize my thoughts on double dipping.
“Waiter, there are genitals in my soup.”
“Be quiet, or everyone will want some.”