Monday, March 8, 2010

Chopstick Skilz

Once upon a time, long ago - A prospective son-in-law needed to impress his mother-in-law to be.

She had concocted a most cunning test:  Slippery chinese food with nary a pronged utensile in sight.  Mysterious slivers of meat glisten on a layer of even more obscure vegetables crying out to be identified.  Taunting the son-in-law-to-be to foolishly ask "Why, what's this?  Is it edible?  Perchance is it not yucky?  What are these strange wooden sticks next to this very tiny bowl?"

No, not so easy!  Our fearless and undaunted son-in-law-to-be-hero  calmy eats with the chopsticks.  Confidently going in for seconds and thirds with no questions coming forth from his lips.  In fact, he boldly makes eye contact with the mother-in-law-to-be. 

Overconfident he begins to talk while diving in for a particulary hard to reach slippery piece of mystery meat and (oh!  the horror), the savory sliver slips right off from the chopsticks as if plucked by the devil himself.  Luckily for our dashing hero, the piece falls neatly into his shirt pocket. 

The miracle!  Eyes go wide all around the table.  What will he do?  How will he handle this?

Calmly, I pat the shirt pocket while reaching for a new piece and proclaim: "So good, saving some for later!"

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