At mete wel ytaught was she with alle;
She leet no morsel from hir lippes falle,
Ne wette hir fyngres in hir sauce depe;
Wel koude she carie a morsel and wel kepe
That no drope ne fille upon hire brest.
In curteisie was set ful muchel hir lest.

– Geoffrey Chaucer

The Canterbury Tales, General Prologue. The Prioress displays impeccable table manners, always making sure that no food or sauce falls from her lips and onto her breast. Good manners is her greatest pleasure, as she tries to put on the air of someone who came from wealth and the upper-class.