I don't eat loudly but I have a bad table manner. I developed it as a protest to when I grew up, we learned table manner very early and it was pretty strict. Actually 90 % of my active upbringing was table manners. In Europe rules are different. You NEVER eat with the fork like a spoon, the tynes always go downwards. You never hold it sideways and scoop things on it with the knife. You hold it diagonally and push up food on the front of it even if it means balancing peas on a hill. And you NEVER hold the fork in your right hand. Death penalty for putting the knife in your mouth. And no elbows on the table!

When you were served cookies there is a set order to eat them, and you have to eat one of each and only one. Cookies are counted. Coffee was served in small cups where you cannot put your finger into the handle and you are not supposed to. I once did and got stuck.

When things eased up a little and people started drinking their afternoon/evening coffee or tea from mugs, you got yelled at if you wrapped your hands around it for warmth. Only the handle should ever be touched by a hand.

Today as an adult I eat with a fork only. I hold it in my right hand. I use it as a spoon if needed. I rarely eat at the table. When I'm alone it even happens I drink from the plate or lick it. I pick up food with my hands if I feel like it. I chew bones clear. I fold my open sammiches over. I eat apple cores. I don't have any matching china. I don't have any display pots. Not even a sauce spoon! And I cuddle up and wrap my hands around my mug!

Eating out I wouldn't eat like a pig but I don't use the knife when I don't need to and I spoon with my fork. Even with my parents around. They know I'm a lost cause now. Setting rules too strict for a child and you could end up with a rebel.