Fork Love

Just when I thought there wasn't anything else I could possibly do to irritate my wife, I was proven wrong...

"Would you stop that already!", she says. "You look like you are making love to your fork!"

I guess it was possible, but this little habit of mine had never surfaced until now. Maybe it's because I am trying to make a conscience effort to eat less food and eat it slower. After she had brought this to my attention, I recall slowly licking this utensil, attempting to get whatever crumb or drop of sauce that might have been accidentally left behind.

This might be odd, but until I crawl into bed and snuggle up to some day old pizza, I wish to be left alone to love my food in any manner that I see fit.