I am not chassidishe, I do not hold of their minhagim. I think some of the things they do are pretty bizzare. But I try to respect them anyway, and this is one of the ways I do.
I once had a Rosh Yeshiva who spoke about shirayim. He had an interesting take, and I like to adopt it as well.
When I see grown men scrambling for a bit of gefilte fish, it astounds me. But, really, part of that astonishment is that I feel like they are fighting over something very silly. So, it is worth realizing that–for whatever reason–they think the piece of gefilte fish is really very important. I am less astounded when I think of grown men fighting over something important, than over something silly.
Then, it is mostly just a question of what I find important and what they find important. Well, I have enough respect for them that I can recognize their choices of what is important.