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I am a matching set of large, durable, bourgeois salad fork and spoon,

carved of some sweet-smelling, exotic yet sustainable wood (like mango),

and fond of "mixing things up."



Sometimes my fork-like qualities come to the fore:

stabbing commentary, criticism, ingratitudereminiscent of Lear's line:

"how sharper than a serpent's tooth is an ungrateful child."



Sometimes my spoon-like qualities are in evidence:

the capacity to empathize, nurture,… Continue

I idenfity with the food pusher- thanks to eating disorders.

I think I am a fork. My hair is forever a mess and prickly like a fork. My head is relatively huge compared to the rest of my body, (no joke). And even though I am pretty useful at ending slippery slopes (like a fork is to pasta) I have an edge.

Unlike a knife with its sharp blade or a fork with its pointy tines, a spoon probably has the least capacity of the three to harm others. A spoon works perfectly for soft ice cream or soothing soup ... I function well when life is smooth and easy. A spoon is all but useless for cutting a tough piece of meat ... I am rendered immobile when times are difficult and stressful.

Long spoon for talk drinks

Like at Tine's in Berlin

Practical and smooth

I'm a dinner fork. For me, until my last breath, life is simple a streaming buffet table of experiences and sensations and emotions and adventures and knowledge. I eclectically endeavor to try and dabble and tast and listen and see and feel and...LIVE. I'm a fork piling my plate to overflow with every single unique sentient hors d'oeurve that ensures a life fully engaged and enriched.

I want to be a fondue fork...long, tall and elegant.