My husband, close friends, and blood family members have full access to double-dip, take a bite of my sandwich, drink from my glass, etc. Not a problem. (Though I did mind sharing a glass with toddlers… Tea should not come with cracker floaties 
but I shared anyway.)
okay, okay. as the offending spouse in question, I guess I need to clarify a few things.
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the actual words (or close to them) that came out of my mouth were: ‘ah ha! if you don’t want this yummy gravy, then i am free to double dip!’
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this was said mostly facetiously, as 1) I know that Beth hates white gravy, and 2) I love gravy in all of its myriad and wondrous forms 3) our oldest is a notorious double dipper, and I’ve had to threaten to cut his fingers off to get him to stop doing it when we are sharing food with non-family members (needless to say, most rules of this sort are relaxed around family and close friends)
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I was really not paying any attention to her own dipping habits. I am a bit self-conscious about my own table manners. as some of you know, I do etiquette presentations for school and corporate groups, and quite often I’ll get 'oh, Mr. etiquette is doing …blah blah blah…so I am touchy about my table manners, even when I’m with my wife, if we are in public.
Yecch!
Hey, different people have different “ick points”. OP’s husband gets icked about the double dipping food thing. That wouldn’t bother me but I sure don’t want to share toothbrushes with anyone, ever.
How is double-dipping any more gross than kissing someone? We share food, drink out of each others’ cups, eat off each others’ forks, make out with each other, put our mouths all over each others’ bits and pieces, share toothbrushes, and yes, we double dip the chips.
Your husband is a victim of comedic groupthink.
It was funny on Seinfeld, so it must be funny. It’s not the hygiene of the issue, but the comedy conformity that’s important.
Mention fusili and see how he reacts…
Well, I have had deep fried dill pickle chips at a restaurant called Cock of the Walk in Maumelle, AR. The pickles in question on Saturday night were at Dixie Cafe, though, and were cut into spears, breaded, and deep fried. Heaven!
FB
We double dip, share drinks, finish half-eaten burgers and generally share microbes, Drachillix and I.
Then again, this man will on occasion slyly insert the tip of his tounge into my left nostril when I am not on guard, so your spouse is lucky you don’t feel the need to inflict this. Comparitively, double dipping is nothing.
Cyn, married to a weirdo.
Not to mention seinfeld didn’t exactly “invent” it. It’s been a family joke in many families (mine, friends, coworkers and acquaintances of mine) just that I know of (not counting other people’s recollection of it), since I was a kid (about 10 years before seinfeld was born).
Here in Tulsa, you can get fried pickles at the restaurant chain Goldie’s—they serve hamburgers and “homestyle” things like that. Also you can get 'em at Sonic, I think. Although I think those are pickle chips, and the ones at Goldie’s are spears.
Yummy, I tell ya!!!
Got a Gordon Biersch in your town?
Go try the deep fried artichoke hearts… yummm, YUM!
On the appetizer menu.
I figure, if I’m willing to use a public toilet, double-dipping with people I know isn’t such a big deal.
He watches too much Seinfeld.
This has to be the dumbest fucking original post I have ever read.
Are you sure that’s the dumbest fucking OP you’ve ever seen?
Seriously, that’s what you think?
You should see some people’s OPs.
There are quite a few dumbass OPs out there.
Good thing you didn’t mention follow up posts or I’d be here all night.
I’m glad Petter is such a fan.
You forgot the “Has there ever been a farting contest?” thread.
GRADY
First link, crazy.
Try contributing to threads instead of saying the first thing that pops into your head.
Double dipping? Not an issue here.