Straycat, that was the ultimate eating utensil. My wife was sick of seeing me use the spork when “company” was over for supper. So, I found an old eyeglass case and put a spork in it. The next time we went to a nice restaurant. I waited for the waitress to show up before opening the case revealing the greatest eating utensil since God gave man fingers. I proudly handed back my spoon and fork and told the young lady that I preferred my finely crafted spork. My wife was almost under the table with embarrassment.
I'm sure the lady at the waffle house didn't mind
