Monday, April 03, 2006

I'm never going back!

I've was stuck all weekend in a house where they keep their spoons: teaspoons, tablespoons, soup spoons. Now that's just wrong! Teaspoons, soup spoons, tablespoons, ok. Tablespoons, soup spoons, teaspoons, maybe. Teaspoons, tablespoons, soup spoons is just creepy. Does size just not matter anymore?


The Phoenix said...

A spoon is just a spoon
if someone says "Get me a spoon," you should be able to go to a drawer and pick one out without looking, like shopping at different Walgreen's locations -- and who puts their silverware upside down in the dishwasher, so every time you empty the fool thing you poke yourself with the knives and forks, have we just forsaken all sanity??

Ranea said...

I'll send you some sporks. You won't have to worry with plain spoons anymore.:)
I've had roasted sporks, they were yummy

Bruce said...

Just do what I do; go plastic...
as long as it's not a bunch of mismatched plastic pieces from various fastfood restuarants,'cuz that would be so wrong

Spinster said...

Soup spoons? What kind of fancy high-falutin' people are you hanging out with???
dah! people who have soup :)

stan said...

I'm with Bruce: plasticware is the way to go. You can get a good-sized box of spoons, knices, forks from Costco for pretty cheap. In a house without a dishwasher, the fewer dishes to wash, the better.

Also, for some reason, I have trouble eating soup with soup spoons. The rounder shape somehow makes me slurp quite noisily. Bugs me.
although I have a dishwasher, I'm the king of paper plates -- Rooty likes to have his dinner spread over three plates, sometimes in different rooms (and, yes, he is that spoiled and, yes, I actually do that)