Don’t cut your egg in Spain and other table manner rules

My Spanish husband and I agree to disagree on many things. One thing we cannot agree on however, is table manners. It seems that we attended different etiquette schools in our youth. The Spanish and English rules are not just different, but contradictory. I’ll stare at elbows of random Spanish people in cafés, swallowing the rage to the back of…
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Why is it bad luck to pass salt in Spain?

Last week I was getting a facial and the facialist shrieked ‘stop!’ as I went upstairs to the treatment room. Another beautician was rushing down and apparently it’s common knowledge that you never cross someone on the stairs for fear of bad luck. This got me thinking about all the superstitions I’ve learnt in all the places I’ve lived. In…
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