Inspired by a recent exchange on Facebook, it occurred to me that I have a favourite spoon. If I go to my kitchen drawer looking for a spoon to eat my cereal (a rare occurence these days) or a bowl of soup, there is one spoon I favour above all the others.
Do you have a favourite spoon?
Darling Be Home Spoon.
Always. By the light of the silvery moon.
Any of you chaps read Private Eye??
Just in case you don’t…
“Me and my Spoon” – a spoof interview of a noted person, in the style of a Sunday supplement regular feature, in which the subject is asked about their putative collection of spoons. The style of the replies, allegedly reflecting the personal style of the interviewee, is more important than the content. The article typically ends with a hint that the next interview will be with someone whose name might bring an amusing twist to the series, such as “Next week: Ed Balls – Me and my Balls”.
I don’t have a favourite spoon but I do understand the importance of one as my 15 year old son will only eat his bowl of Kraze with an old green handled spoon from IKEA . (Which was also coincidentally an old Fleetwood Mac b side.)
I don’t have a favourite spoon, but I have a favourite knife. Because I can’t feel my hands after my surgery to get rid of my spinal cord tumour, I sometimes struggle with my knife and fork. However, there’s a curry house in our local town that used to have these knives where the handle is rotated at 90 degrees to the blade, making it much easier to hold. One, ahem, once dropped off the table and landed in my wife’s handbag, so that’s my knife of choice, particularly when I eat something that requires a bit of effort to cut.
Edit: I should have mentioned that when I was first discharged I was given these big foam grip thingies to shove on my knife and fork to make it easier to hold them, but I feel right daft using them, particularly in front of the kids, so they’ve long been discarded to a drawer in the garage (the drawer of stuff I’m never likely to use again but don’t want to throw away because ‘one day they may come in handy’.
My new favourite is the one in the photo. By far.
Not so much but the day starts badly if all the dessert spoons are in the dishwasher and I have to eat my cereal with a soup spoon. Almost not worth bothering and just returning to bed.
Mrs F, having been raised by wolves on the continent, uses a dessert spoon to eat her soup.
So I often end up eating my dessert with a soup spoon.
Good grief. C’est affreux.
My GLW was also raised by wolves. Bilston, to be precise.
Soup spoons and tea spoons, and this hurts my teeth spoons.
New spoons and old spoons, and this one’s too cold spoons.
Spoons made for sugar, and spoons made for serving;
these are the spoons I find most deserving.
I do have a favourite spoon which I have used to eat my breakfast with for over 50 years.
There used to be a cereal called Force. It was wheat flakes, rather than corn flakes. I loved it.
They had an offer – presumably collect tokens – which my parents took up. With it they got me a spoon with a wheat-ear design on the handle.
It has served me well. Last time used – an hour or so ago.
On a rough estimate, I must have used it over 20,000 times.
Force cereal had a cartoon character called “Sunny Jim” on the pack. There was a rhyme that went with it:
“High o’er the fence leaps Sunny Jim
Force is the food that raises him”
I know this from reading the back of a packet of said cereal in Yorkshire in the 1970s. I think they claimed that the saying “Sunny Jim” came from this rhyme. Michael Elphick’s character in the Elephant Man refers to himself as “Sunny Jim” when “Yours Truly” would have been more appropriate. Also note that it’s “Sunny” not “Sonny” – honestly, I even bore myself to tears sometimes.
We used to have Force Flakes – I’d be interested to know when they disappeared, assuming they have. My Mum made my son a Sunny Jim soft toy from a kit – I’d be amazed if it isn’t in a sack in the loft somewhere…
Absolutely on the money @black celebration. I also had a Sunny Jim figure, which was another offer from Force.
They went out of production in the last 5 to 10 years @NigelT.
I was delighted many years ago to find Sainsburys sold Force. It wasn’t a regular item on the shelves, so I’d buy 3 or 4 boxes at a time. However after it had disappeared from the shelves for some time, I enquired and was told , alas, Force is no more.
Respect. Cap doffed.
New Spoon.
Can and spoon.
I thought this was going to be a discussion on the band Spoon, so was going to post a picture of a teaspoon as a “joke”…
Damn right! Spoon are bloody marvellous.
You can’t have enough spoons, can you? (Tigger – fingers in ears time)
🙉🙉🙉
Abby the Spoon lady’s guide to playing the spoons, complete with comedy mug – also like her hotel bell collection.
Of course I do, I’m not an animal.
Saying that, it’s more that I have a preference for a particular style of cutlery set. There are at least three different sets in the draw and I like one above all others. My lovely wife finds this behaviour quite bizarre and was exasperated when our eldest daughter, who was home for a visit, got up and changed the cutlery that had been laid out for her to the same ones I prefer – ‘because they’re just better’
Most days I struggle with the fact that I don’t have enough teaspoons. Of course buying more is out of the question.
That very issue arose in Ikea last week. My lovely wife said ‘we need more teaspoons’ as we moved through the kitchen section. I pretended not to hear and scurried away.
She sounds like hell on earth, with all that constant nagging. How on earth do you put up with her?
It’s not easy, Gary.
But you know me, I don’t like to complain.
Kellogg’s had an offer a few years ago for a cereal spoon with your name engraved on the handle. I wanted “minibreakfast” on mine, but there was a character limit, so it ended up with my family nickname on instead.
It is of course reserved solely for cereal eating. Anything else is unthinkable.
I’m guessing your family nickname is Brunch.
Teaspoons.
A completely separate category of spoon. I have two favourites here. An old nickel silver plated one for my coffee (now retired as I no longer sweeten my coffee so no stirring is required) and a plain stainless steel one for multiple other uses including getting honey from the jar and stirring it into my cocoa or eating supermarket hummus from it’s plastic tub. This one also occasionally sees service eating Haagen Dazs or Ben & Jerry’s icecream from the tub.
In 2017 I purchased and gifted 38 teaspoons to our office kitchen. They’d all mysteriously disappeared by the end of the year.
I always use a teaspoon for eating *afters*.
😉
“Afters”? Haven’t heard that term in this context in about 35 years!
What else do you call the post coital supping of perspiration from a still shuddering umbilicus?
I can only eat my breakfast kefir + muesli with a particular spoon that has a pink plastic handle, but if I’m eating soup I prefer a larger spoon.
I have a favourite fork for eating spaghetti as well – a set that my grandmother stole from the factory cantine where she worked at the time. No other fork will do for pasta.
All of my forks are exactly the same, unfortunately.
I’d like to have a favourite fork.
I had a favourite knife for spreading butter/marmalade/jam/peanut butter/marmite etc. which used to be my father’s ink-mixing knife from the printworks. Palette knife shaped, straight blade table knife size, originally with a rounded end which he’d had ground off to give a square end. Perfect for spreading duties. Unfortunately I lost it about 4 years ago in peculiarly unclear circumstances, so I am having to make do with what was my second-favourite, a sole survivor from my late mother’s ’50s cutlery set.
@Mike_H I’ll bet they had cream coloured handles. It seemed as though every older relative had the same cutlery when I was a kid.
Yep. Cream coloured handles with a faint sort of grain effect to look a bit like ivory. These were from the oldest everyday set of cutlery. There was a “best” set in a hard case kept in the sideboard that never ever got used, along with the posh table linen. I think they were a wedding present to my parents back in 1947. My sister has them now.
Often at work the supply of teaspoons will greatly diminish and a note will be sent round to staff to kindly return them to the kitchen so that others can use them The said note will often point the blame in my direction as I have a reputation of being a hoarder hence the work nickname of Tufty.
So apparently I have several favourite spoons.
I can’t believe we’ve got this far etc
I have a favourite spoon. Took it from the college canteen in 1980, and has been with me ever since. I get quite concerned if I can’t find it. It has three letters stamped on the stem, signifying its ownership by the then ‘Education Committee’.
The bowl is somewhat larger than a teaspoon, but much smaller than a tablespoon.
I wish I knew where mum’s sundae spoons went – they were really useful for worrying the last bit out of a glass jar, without getting all sticky.
I also have some of those little cocktail forks, with the plastic handles, though I do not want to hear Demis Roussos.
The long spoons at Costa Coffee are good for pickle jars. Don’t ask me how I know…..
‘You ain’t seen them, roight?’. . .
What you have there, GCU, is technically known as a dessert spoon. A tablespoon carries 17.76 ml and a teaspoon 5.92ml. A dessert spoon is in between at 7.39ml.
I learned today that Twang Jr uses a soup spoon for cereal, though he says the soup/dessert thing is irrelevant, there are big or small spoons and he uses a big one as you “get more”. Where did I go wrong?
Based upon Mrs F and her non-standard manners*, is there any possibility that Twang Jr could actually be French?
(*) Both table and otherwise – she’s not afraid to queue jump, either, despite living here for 35 years.
‘Quelle journée au bas de la terre. Je suis tres fatigué demain, Vera’.
(Feigns bilious attack and leaves….)
Early holidays in France might have something to do with it – brain still forming etc?
@twang
Don’t think you’ve gone wrong at all, I’d say that’s pretty good reasoning!
I have no favourite but there’s a few in the drawer I bloody hate.
The wife is a bit “crafty” and uses all sorts of kitchen utensils to stir her Plaster of Paris, sand, cement etc.
Of course she uses spoons reserved for me Cornflakes and is inclined to wash them and return them to their rightful place.
Having a fair amount of dental metal in me gob this sets off the “tinfoil on filling” feeling/taste when I happen to use one of the micro scratched items.
Puts me right off me cereals.
https://sixsongs.blogspot.com/2019/07/cutlery-mack-knife.html
I totally blame @mike_h