Monday 30 March 2009

My problem with... food.

I don't have a problem with food, per se... well, I suppose I do. I love food, but that's not really a problem. I suppose what I'm getting at isn't food, it's food on a plate and the way I eat it.

Everyone always picks up on it, usually because I end up ditching the knife and fork for most of the meal and using my fingers. I eat everything in order, and I never pile all little bits of food onto the fork together, a constant gripe with most people who think that this is the only way to enjoy food, all together. But then people eat fish fingers, beans and chips all on the same plate, hardly the work of a Michelin star chef, and insist on stick bits of it all together on the same fork. What is the point? Fine, dip stuff in, don't pile. Stop the piling. Enjoy stuff on their own.

Oh yeah, and let me eat with my fingers, I'm only little.