American Tipping Culture

tipping culture

Some of the most interesting videos that I’ve seen on YouTube are the ones talking about American culture. The reactions from people who aren’t American, when they learn about our tipping culture in restaurants is quite interesting.

Often it’s hard to see what is American culture, until we step out of it through travel or have it reflected back to us by someone who is not part of the culture. Many cultural practices we don’t think of as such, because they are so obvious and mundane. Like American breakfast culture.

I never thought of it as a thing until someone mentioned to me that Americans are the only ones who have specific breakfast foods. People in other countries will often eat any type of food for breakfast. For instance, I would never think of eating soup for breakfast. Or a salad. Weekend brunch is a different thing, because anything goes there.

But on a random Wednesday morning, I wouldn’t be eating chicken and rice with vegetables. To me that is clearly lunch or dinner food. Breakfast is hot or cold cereal, fruit, coffee, toast, eggs, pancakes, etc. But now I see that’s American breakfast. The more I think about culture, it seems that it’s those things you do, clothes you wear, music you listen to, words you use, and foods you cook, just because. That unspoken “just because” is culture.

There are reasons for it, but it takes some historical and sociological digging to figure out how that custom or practice developed over time. Like how Italian American food was created and is something very different from Italian food in Italy.

There is a long history of how tipping culture developed in the United States, which I won’t go into. But tipping is a very American thing and people from other countries tend to be shocked by it. Most Americans do expect to tip at a restaurant. But more recently Americans are becoming shocked that tipping keeps expanding to include everything.

One thing that surprises me is the amounts that people think are okay for tipping. I was brought up to believe that 20% is the minimum tip at a restaurant. If it’s bad in some way, then it’s okay to give less. But if it’s very good, then give more. As much as you can.

When my father was in college, he worked as a waiter, I think at a place on Beacon Hill, to pay for his expenses and to help his family. So tipping was very important to him personally. From when I was a kid, when we went out to eat, he always made a point of thanking everyone who waited on us and giving the tip personally. Shook their hand, looked them in the eye. He never just left it on the table.

I always thought that most everyone believed the same things, until I started reading comments where people thought that a 15% tip was okay, good even. That was and is still so shocking to me!

It took me until recently to realize that my family had a particular tipping culture. When going out in a group, often we don’t know what other people leave for a tip. Even if we do, we tend to not know their personal experience growing up with tipping and I don’t think that most people talk about it. Or do they? What do you think?

More Than Just the Contents of My Fridge

contents of fridge

Last week I mentioned that I was organizing my fridge and that I may share a picture after I finished. Well, it’s done. Ta da! Not glamorous, but it’s clean. Also, there’s more space and it’s easier to grab things. The storage bins work well and the cubes for soup stock are perfect.

Is this super trivial? Yup. But sometimes the most mundane things now can end up being quite interesting in the future. And the most missed. Because we took them for granted and thought they would always be around.

I’m so glad that I took pictures of Wollaston Theatre before it was demolished. There was a beautiful tree that I used to walk by everyday for years. Until it was taken down. I still regret not photographing it.

I treasure the pictures that I took of the two gas tanks and the Filene’s clock at Downtown Crossing. If you’re from the Boston area, you know what I’m talking about.

There’s a lot of nostalgia that can come up with these types of things. The last time that I took a picture of my fridge was for Pi Day, March 14, 2015. I was shocked when I saw this date.

Pi Day was one of my favorite days because it used to be a big thing with food bloggers. Also the number always fascinated me.

Three years to the day after that post, my father died. On Pi Day 2018. I’ll never forget that morning, because of all the news that Stephen Hawking died. I kept thinking that given his mathematical brilliance, it made sense that he would die on the day when everyone celebrates a number. Little did I know that my father would die before the night ended.

No matter the age or their medical condition, the death of a parent is still shocking. I was heartbroken and shocked. But my father was also brilliant and he especially loved pie. The last time that I had seen him alive he was eating pie. So in a strange way, his death on that day made sense too.

Pi Day now is very bittersweet. As the years go by, it’s more sweet than bitter. But that’s the nature of life and sometimes the nature of food. So when I share with you the contents of my fridge, it means a lot more to me than you might initially think.

Eye Drops Recalled

This wasn’t even the post I planned to write tonight, but I just heard rather upsetting news about recalled eye drops.

I remember a few months ago hearing that several people went blind, some needed their eyeballs removed and others died due to infections. It was really shocking and scary. I use lubricant eye drops and so does my mom. None of the brands that I heard about were ones that we used. I later heard about the recall expanding and wondered if it would end up impacting me at some point.

When I checked the list of eye drops mentioned in the report tonight, some are ones that I use. This picture is the bottle that I’ve been using and just threw away. On the label, I only see a Lot number and expiration date. The list provides NDC numbers and I couldn’t tell from a quick search if it was the same as the Lot number. It’s getting ready to expire next month anyway and I have a new bottle from a brand not on the list.

If you use these types of drops, definitely check the list right away before continuing to use them. We do so much to protect our health and well-being, but there is only so much we can control.

Persistence

persistence in climbing

It’s November 15th! That means I’m halfway there to my goal of posting everyday this month. Persistence prevails!

I’m certainly not wishing time away though. This month, like every other month seems to go by so quickly.  However, documenting each day adds something. Not that the time feels slower, but somehow it has more weight to it. Persistence requires paying more attention.

Today, I’m feeling better than yesterday, but still not feeling great. I ran out of cough medicine earlier and could feel a stunning reversal, but was able to get some more. Apparently the cough medicine does more to help than the tea and everything else.

Also, it’s better if I don’t speak. Once I start talking, the cough returns and I start losing my voice. So as someone was advised on The Golden Bachelor, I will zip my lip!

Anyway, I plan to get back to working tomorrow. Unfortunately, all my paid sick time is gone. I’ll make up as much time as possible without wearing myself out.

Tea or Coffee?

cup of tea

When I’m really sick and trying to get better, one of the things that I do is switch my morning coffee for tea.

I definitely prefer my morning coffee ritual. I love it! However, if I’m truly honest with myself, coffee makes me happy emotionally. When I’m sick, tea makes me feel better physically. Specifically, I have green tea with lemon and honey. It feels magical the way that it transforms me.

When I decided to post everyday this month, I didn’t plan on getting sick. But that’s how life goes. All I can do now is go with the flow. There was another post that I had been working on to post either yesterday or today, but I haven’t had the energy to finish the research, never mind write-up the post. So it will have to wait.

The reason behind NaBloPoMo is to develop writing consistency for these thirty days regardless of circumstances. Life will always throw things our way that we’re not expecting. What matters is how we react to it. A bit of good news is that my second COVID test came back negative. It’s just a plain old cold.

Since I can feel my energy waning, I’ve decided not to share this post on social media. Maybe nobody will see this post, but that’s not the point. The point is that I still wrote it.

When I first did NaBloPoMo, back in 2007, social media sharing as we know it now didn’t exist. So I’m just going super old school! That’s it for now. See you tomorrow.