People here eat real fast. There is not much time left over to sit down and relax and have a normal conversation.
At home, my family views me as the one who completely lacks manners, eats too quickly, smacks too loudly, and talks with my mouth full.
Ironically, while eating with family and friends, I am nearly always the one with only half his plate finished before the waitress comes and takes the other plates away, dropping the receipt on the table.
The Americans have perfected the fine art of carrying on pseudo-conversation and forking down mountains of Mexican food at the same time.
I love it.