Breakfast in India (travel)

I've been completely loving the food of India. Each day, I sit down to eat some variation of a bread/rice/veggie/bean combo. Really it's my ideal. I would like a little more non-cooked food in my life. But, avoiding nasty water born illness is not a bad hobby to have here and I really don't mind.

One thing that is kind of throwing me for a loop are the number of spoons at breakfast. I've taken to eating everything with my right hand and rarely find a use for cutlery of any kind (that is except to add the sugar to my coffee, which is now a standard issue deal for me). Each morning, after I order my breakfast, I'm amazed by the number of spoons that come with the meal. I was given eight this morning. Yesterday, it was more. If you add my food and my friend's food, plus our assorted hot beverages and chutneys, one could conceivably use about 6 spoons. But, when you factor in the hand as fork deal, the number falls of exponentially.

So, I used two spoons this morning, just to be polite.