In the vast expanse of utensil ontology, there exists a dichotomy between the humble spoon and its oft-maligned cousin, the fork. While the spoon is the epitome of comfort food, its very existence is a paradoxical affront to the principles of good taste and good sense. And yet, we find ourselves drawn to its curvaceous contours like a moth to the flame of a neon sign.
Forks and the Spoon's Lamentations