Years ago, I went out to dinner with a coworker and his very new girlfriend.

We started with edamame as an appetizer for the table and, after about ten minutes, I looked over and noticed that his girlfriend was eating her edamame from what I can only refer to as the "community discard bowl" where you throw the edamame shells after you've sucked out the beans.

It had been far too long and was way too awkward, so I didn't say a word and just watched in horror until she finally decided she’d had enough.

They broke up shortly after and I often wonder if the “edamame incident” had anything to do with it.