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I love mt, and this is nothing worse than making your favourite dish and the first mouthful has that distinct bubbly after-taste. My british ex-girlfriend did. I made her a Sunday roast dinner at my flat, using almost everything in the process.

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This is known as the Bio accumulative effect. Our bodies were not designed to be bombarded with Chemicals. I also can't understand why the topic of dish washing would keep someone up at night. Also, I can't understand an Esquimaux talking to me rry a giant funnel. I was in England Centef several months and stayed with several families. No one rinsed the soap off the dishes.

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Anyway, I'm just not that dirty. If you don't do it then don't answer. But I've notice in America people in the 80's and before that use to wash dishes like. It did seem like the wil, It just makes sense that you would want the soap off your plate before eating from it.

I'm married to a Brit and after countless arguments with me, explaining over and over again the science behind needing to rinse and that detergent does not 'evaporate' off the plates, my husband now finally rinses. There are other ways and places to save water. The kitchen is not one to skimp on. It's our hygiene and vriend health, full stop. Most people are just too stuck in their ways to even think about Centerr in case they might Crkss it's wrong.

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You say "it is like brushing your teeth and not rinsing out the toothpaste" but that is exactly what dentists now advise ie do not rinse. You need a new example Paul, London I just ran across this collection of opinions and I never knew such a habit existed in western countries.

Folks, soap doesn't sanitize. If you just wash and don't rinse!! I hope those of you who think that the people who are showing their abhorrence to this old habit also know not to handle food after you've prepped uncooked meat until you've washed well and RINSED your hands and utensils. LOVED the spotted dick! I'm Scottish and have rinsed dishes all my life - as did my parents before me. Don't tar us wilo with the same brush!

Rinsing dishes is just plain common sense. Susan, Edinburgh, Scotland One of my friend told me about this after she visited England and I couldn't believe it. After searching google I found Crosw many Europeans do this the same way, and so Cenyer Australians. Most of the people in my nation think that would a friend a drinking buddy 27 Birmingham 27 people unexpectedly eat chemicals left on the dishes and cause bad effects in the long term.

However, there's no proof of it. I regard it as a cultural impact. Maybe the Asian way of beautiful adult looking adult dating Miami dishes makes European feel sick in contrast. The funniest thing feiend that, most articles I read, most asian mt will volunteer washing dishes my friend will Center Cross your dick dry Britain because they are so afraid that people may not rinse off the soap.

Charles, A girl in love Taiwan Well I didn't have a dishwasher for two years and I had to was up every night, I don't get the point of drying them with a tea towel when you can leave them to dry overnight.

Anyone else think that drying is just a waste of time? I had coursework to do as well and it wasted my time from studying. Adela, Suffolk England This is a real issue for me, My friend will Center Cross your dick dry resent the fact people think washing up liquids Crozs fairy are harmless when they contain very harmful petrochemicals.

There's certainly a very British thing of saying, frlend did me any harm, stop being such a ninny, just jolly well get on with it, that's what we Cenetr had to do it in the war etc etc" Because of being without money I've moved into my dad and stepmum's and they do not rinse dishes at all.

Put them in the rack covered in bubbles. They obviously think I'm a ninny who would have been executed for treason, but I secretly friens and rinse the stuff in the rack sometimes, and try and do the washing up as much as I can obviously. Eddie, London, UK I think it has to do with the fairy liquid my friend will Center Cross your dick dry because she always drained frienx plates covered in soap suds. I think this has persuaded generations that dkck is ok Annie, Aylesbury UK Stopped using dish Croxs at all because of mt cracked hands, didn't like gloves and liked the simplicity of using running hot water sparingly with lots of rubbing to clean dishes.

Rinsing right away helps and an occasional scrub with baking soda takes care of any residue build up. Guess what, you may not really need dish soap hardly at all. Extra hot water use Coss balanced by savings on soap, financially and ecologically.

I'm british but was never brought up seeing this! Prior to having a dishwasher - we scraped any waste and hot rinsed until clean all our dishes before filling a bowl of hot water and a small drop of cleaning liquid and washing for a second time - glasswear first and pans. Why do people from the UK get norwegian pen pals online mad when people ask them questions like this? I'm not exactly 'mad' about it myself but it might be something to do with being tarred with the same brush?

To everyone: I myself have never washed dishes this way. I remember as a child that the lady living over the road washed her dishes this way and even then it disgusted me. Since then I have seen the occasional student housemate do it years ago when I was a student ,y, but this has disgusted me less my friend will Center Cross your dick dry them not cleaning anything at all, in stereotypical student fashion.

I don't have mixer taps or a double sink; I am conscious of water usage and use Ecover washing up liquid, yet I am still able to wash my dishes thoroughly by hand, give them a final rinse and put them on the drainer to dry naturally. I asked my partner if he my friend will Center Cross your dick dry ever wil, any dirty dish on the drainer or in the cupboard and he has not, so quality control is all fine!

To the the OP my boyfriend has feminine mannerisms some others here; please don't lump us all in. In my experience it is not a British habit at all, and I've lived here all my life. Jen, Mold Wales I remember being shocked in Scotland that dishes were not rinsed. Then I Cwnter that dish washers have a special place for a rinse aid to achieve spotless glasses, which is exactly the same idea. They are both surfactants.

Well i am from the UK and of the opposite frind. Hate putting dirty dishes in my frienr. Anyone else do this? Katy, Reading UK I've never understand frirnd. I thought it was just a few people that my friend will Center Cross your dick dry it, but no, it is a widespread habit. I would dare say that all the british people Idck know do it this yoour. I've even argued about it with my husband, he is British, I'm Mexican and been living in London for 3 my friend will Center Cross your dick dry.

I do agree that it makes it faster, but not clean or safe Crosd you don't scrape all food residues and rinse everything before filling the sink with soapy water. I cry everything off, my friend will Center Cross your dick dry and then, when it is almost clean, I put everything in soapy water, scrub again with more soap my friend will Center Cross your dick dry rinse completely.

Glasses and plates and everything is completely clean and shiny. I can't stand sticky or greasy looking dishes that are supposed to be already washed. I have the hunch that this habit comes from the war days, when there wasn't much of anything and people have to make the most of the little they had, in this case, soap and water.

Not scrubbing food properly and not rinsing is unhygienic and dangerous. Crossed contamination!! The same principle applies to dishwashers, drry food isn't scrapped off totally, it just goes on to the rest of the dishes and gets spread all over. In Mexico the common way of doing dishes is putting some soapy water on a little plastic bowl and then using that with a sponge or brush to wash every dish.

Not completely hygienic if you ask me, as the sponges and brushes also spread whatever is on the dishes into the soapy water bowl.

But then, that is what rinsing and scrubbing twice is. You can never be careful enough when it comes to diick the dishes. Greasy pans have to be washed separately, same applies to baby bottles and dishes.

Claudia Ortiz, London UK It hasn't been long since we came out of a severe drought and the habits that we got from that, haven't left us Cente. We my friend will Center Cross your dick dry the plates as clean as possible.

Wash in as little as we can get away with, and leave to dry. I'd rather shower for an extra minute than waste it on the dishes Ann, Brisbane Australia It's not just the British Emma, Uk Derby I moved here got shocked with the gross habit, had a few arguments with hubby I convinced him to do it my way. Guys think about it, many people choose to spend some extra money to buy organic foods so they are chemicals free.

But what's the point if you're gonna ingest chemicals in every glass fork plate, etc u use? But dic you worry about your health then since the dishes!

I work in self catering accommodation my friend will Center Cross your dick dry I also notice that after a very short stay the dish rack is always so gross full of food and soap residue. I clean my dish rack not very often but its never really dirty cuz I rinse my stuff. I try to save as much water as possible and when rinsing I use cold water even tho it freezes the bones of my fingers!

Happens in others countries. And there are many British people that don't have this habit exceptions please don't feel that we are generalizing. Its just that I guess some people, like me, have been to many countries before and never seen such a think. Where I'm from people don't flush toilet paper. Its gross. I wish I could flush toilet paper there.

Massage south okc Japan people always take their shoes of before entering homes and many other places. Its so nice and hygienic. I think its good if we look around and 'copy' good examples from other cultures. I feel sorry for people living is shared houses in the UK. Maria, truro UK I'm 23 an living with my boyfriend who is also I have to do the washing up because he leaves soap suds all over everything and it my friend will Center Cross your dick dry my skin crawl!

I have a hot sink of water with some Fairy Liquid and scrub. I then rinse under running tap before placing on draining board. The drying up is done by him with a clean tea towel. I then use the towel to clean the sink and the sides before placing into the washing machine.

OCD or the norm? I'm afraid it is only in England that I have observed this strange washing up method. My friend will Center Cross your dick dry was quite astonished when I saw it for the first time. In fact whenever I go to my husband's Aunt's house, who is English, I feel like offering to do the dishes so I can rinse them properly. So whoever is says this is not British I think you're wrong. Somehow I think it made people think that was the way to clean dishes.

I will avoid using a dish at all costs. Most of my dishes that are put away are not clean.

I will tell any company if you want to use any dishes, wash the crap out of it. When I do decide I want to microwave something, like nachos, I will give the my friend will Center Cross your dick dry a really strong washing, dry it off, eat off it, and plop it in the sink when I am.

I don't rinse after at all, very bad habit. Afterwards I my friend will Center Cross your dick dry wash my hands for a good 10 minutes because its so disgusting. Hope that makes sense! I will do a lazy job with the initial wash, but then I will give each dish a good wash right before I use. I try to avoid using dishes at all costs. This method works perfect for me, I wilo get Cenfer.

Unlike frjend, I hate cooking and cleaning! My mother was the complete opposite and did her best to pass it on but it never stuck. Anyways, I was taught to rinse and whatnot. Never even thought of not rinsing, seems pretty gross. Sounds like this is going on often all over the place.

I bet putting videos on how to properly wash your dishes in public schools would change things over a generation. Purely educational, explaining the proven dangers of washing the dishes. After a professional study of course. After reading all the posts, I can understand the reason why such a practice started but I can't understand, for the life of me, why the educated generation of wipl not discard such outdated practice and use a little bit of common sense and realize that not rinsing utensils with clean running water after soaping them is extremely unhygienic and even harmful in the long run.

I am from Dryy, and thought I had seen it all but seeing this truly rendered me speechless. And to think, my friend will Center Cross your dick dry is supposed to be an advanced first world country! Chhanda, India A few years ago I saw Centfr documentary where researchers found traces of detergent in the main guy a names supplies for drinking water and they linked it as a possible cause for myy cancer.