Let’s talk about cutlery. I have my favourites. Some of them were lost during the Great Lockdown. Some have gone AWOL in the abyss which is the teenager’s bedroom. Some come staggering home wary from whatever horrors they’ve been a part of. Always to a warm welcome and a very hot bath.
I got told “You’re weird. Nobody counts their knives and forks”. I said “You’re wrong because Nana does”.
Let’s talk about cutlery. I have my favourites. Some of them were lost during the Great Lockdown. Some have gone AWOL in the abyss which is the teenager’s bedroom. Some come staggering home wary from whatever horrors they’ve been a part of. Always to a warm welcome and a very hot bath.
I got told “You’re weird. Nobody counts their knives and forks”. I said “You’re wrong because Nana does”.
I think forks are overrated. Most of the time I’d rather have a spoon
I will never fathom people who eat rice with a fork. What kind of broken culture is this