Some food-related thoughts this weekend: Why is the salad fork smaller than the other forks? When I use any fork it has to be properly sized for adult fingers. If you give me a small fork I feel like Picasso painting with toothpicks, EVEN WHEN I’M EATING A SALAD FOR CHRIST’S SAKE.
Thanks Elliott for the food for thought.
Made me think - is it ok at some point of your life to not want to dream big, or go big?
I’m just so wanting to downsize in outlook and effort... is that old age, burnout, or natural swing of the pendulum?
Is dreaming big - what capitalism and socialism taught us? Is there a valid alternative?