I know it's considered romantic to have dinner with someone, but.....seriously, have you ever really paid attention to someone eating food? It ain't pretty! Even if they close their mouth while chewing, even if there's music playing, even if ya focus mainly on your own plate and eating, it's still...one of the most UNromantic things I can think of.
How'd it ever get to be the norm to call it romantic?
Gracious and caring men and women know how to integrate the eating experience into the getting to know you experience, in a romantic way, if that is what is called for. The focus must always be on the other, not on the other's mouth.
If one is paying more attention to bad chewing habits than to the conversation, then this is not a match made in heaven.
I know what you're saying, Brenda. I kid you not, I actually broke up with a guy in college because of his atrocious eating habits... Chewing with his mouth open, food dribbling, slurping, the whole nine yards. We went to a NICE restaurant once, you know the kind, with cloth napkins and appetizer forks. He ACTUALLY blew his nose into the cloth napkin. It took me everything not to kick him to the curb that night. I waited until the next day. Am I bad?
PS: I think it's all about the ambiance/atmosphere, Brenda.
If you want a unique take on this and are willing to spend about 45 minutes listening, try experiencing this interchange between someone who hates another's table manners and comes to grips with her hatred, turning that hatred into love...