When we lived in Hawaii the second time (1967 to 1971) we found a local Chinese food place in Waipahu, just a mile or so from our house. The first few times we went in they brought the funny looking white folks silverware. We asked for chopsticks and the of course had the cheap wooden ones in a paper sleeve. Dad loved it because he could fill up two active teenage boys for cheap. Mom was happy to not cook.
After the third visit they knew to forget the silverware. I was efficient enough to get my meal eaten, but never anything like a life long user.
At my old bachelor house the couple that moved in across the street I found out were opening a local Chinese restaurant. I had a hard time understanding them but I got the address. Most of the time I was the only round eyes in there. They were recent immigrants from Hong Kong. They did not have silverware at first. Then the locals discovered the place.
They had great meals, and it grew and expanded several times. Man, I miss that place. The original owners sold it, and it went downhill fast.
It has been years since I even tried chopsticks. Likely I am a beginner level again.
Forks are just faster!
Neat chopsticks Vash.