Glanced at a plate being placed on the closest table. Recognized the dish, returned attention to my note writing. Movement that made no sense caught my eye. The young woman was cutting a square off the dark green flat rectangle on her plate. I tried not to stare.
She chewed for a while, lifted napkin to mouth, deposited the item she’d decided not to swallow then said to her friend ‘I can’t eat this.’ Couldn’t hear what the friend said but it motivated the adventurous and clueless diner to use her knife and fork to unwrap the banana leaf from around the steamed contents within. She then seemed to enjoy whatever it was.