There ought to be a lawsuit

...you definitely do not want to use metal spoons, so maybe someone thought plastic would be a viable alternative.

What is tacky and low class? Taking pictures of your host's food and complaining via Instagram. That's tacky and low-class.

Goes great with Schlitz in the quart. And weiner crown.

They don't know shit about such traditions, really. Most don't even like caviar. I remember playing a gig with the woodwind quintet I was in one Christmas. All the rich business people were there. It was quite the shindig, and we got paid more to play that gig than we had ever been paid. Black tie event, it was.

Being the nice hostess she was, the woman whose mansion this was held in told us to help ourselves during our breaks. We were in black tie, as well, and didn't stand out in the crowd. Now, I like caviar quite a good deal, and they had a beautiful caviar service on one of the tables. Lots of lovely Russian caviar. And not a soul was eating any of it. That table was deserted.

The guests, like Trump's rich, but classless, friends did not like caviar. They didn't know about caviar. They had never tasted caviar. So, they eschewed that table for other tables with more familiar food. I kept watching the table and noticing its lack of interest from the guests. So, at our first break, I wandered over there, assumed a casually relaxed pose, and systematically raided the caviar service.

We played for four hours that evening, in 20 minute sets, so I had additional opportunities to visit that table. I'm guessing that I took care of a few hundred dollars worth of the costly sturgeon eggs, but didn't even make much of a dent in the very generous supply.

The moral of the story is that plastic spoons or no, if your guests are not familiar with caviar, you have wasted your money, unless you hired our woodwind quintet to play background music. In that case, the bearded oboist will help you out with your oversupply of fish eggs.

I'm also of the opinion that when it comes to fish eggs there's no such thing as too much. I've read somewhere once that plastic is an OK substitute for mother of pearl if you can't find that. I'm crass anyway, and on the rare occasions I get caviar I use a butter knife. But then I'm getting the cheap stuff - when a local now defunct fish market had salmon roe I used to make my own. If I suddenly became wealthy and decided to serve caviar these days I'd go all the way.

Besides, we got to play just about everything in our book from our little corner of the room. And we got a nice fat check at the end of the evening. And caviar. I can't forget the caviar.

Playing gigs like that was rare. Usually it was wedding receptions. However, since we were all dressed up in tuxes and evening dresses, we were always welcome to partake of the refreshments on our breaks. Sometimes that was a good thing. Sometimes, less so. It all depended.

We did one wedding reception for a well-to-do bride and groom, though. After we set up our chairs and stands, the groom came over with a very, very nice, large bottle of champagne and five glasses. "For the band," he said. We thought that was very nice of him and played especially well that afternoon, I thought.

In almost all cases, when we were on a break, almost everyone treated us the same as their guests. I mean, we looked like part of the wedding party, after all. Fun times.

I can't even count all the wedding receptions we played. It was one of our favorite gigs to do. Everyone was having a great time, and we supplied the soundtrack.

and fancier spoons. It was a Trumpian crowd, after all.

I'll still bet the caviar was pretty much ignored. Trump's friends are nouveau riche, not classy rich. They don't eat sushi, and they sure as hell don't eat grey fish eggs.

Did they have banjo music in the background?

For those who didn't see it, that's from the film "Deliverance"

Not politically correct, but I’ll take the spanking.