Just so people get an accurate picture......

Zsa was very much a misplaced Victorian-era LADY with a capital L at heart, but her husband was the antithesis of proper Victorian behavior.

They were always great fun, and their house was always a pleasant place to stop just to have a cup of coffee or tea and chat.

We'd sit down for coffee and a chat, her husband would come in after being out working on something in the yard, or cutting wood, or whatever chore needed to be done, and he'd sit down, grimy hands and all, and grab a cup of coffee or tea. If it was dinner, he'd proceed to stir the beverage with the butt of his knife, yielding a "BUSTER, USE A SPOON!", at which point he'd grab the spoon out of the sugar bowl, use it , and put it back, which would be interrupted somewhere in there by a "Not THAT one!!!!".......

The routine was ages old, almost rehearsed. Heaven help people who weren't used to them.