I eat like a bird, a statement that traditionally means picking at food with little or no appetite. Unfortunately the bird I eat like is an ibis. Those birds have the table manners of toddlers by which I mean as much lands on the floor as in the mouth. But I like their style. I used to think I took my dieting tips from Miss Piggy: "Never eat more than you can lift". But now I know that's not even trying. The ibis didn't seem to let the fact the Nandos leftovers were too big to lift. It didn't even seem to care the chicken was almost like cannibalism. And then just to make sure the ibis decided "yes, the I do want fries with that". Awesome.