So, I was at an Italian restaurant last night for dinner with Daniel, and at some point I noticed his spoon had sauce on it. “Do you twirl your pasta with the spoon?” I asked him. His response? Of course he does, especially since the fork only had three tines — clearly making it a *salad* fork and ill-suited for standalone pasta twirling.
I thought I might fall out of my chair, if only in spirit. “Impressed” doesn’t scratch the surface.