Several months ago, my Dad stopped at the local diner for breakfast.  It was a particularly busy morning and there was only one server on duty.   As usual, he drank his coffee a while before he was served his meal.  He noticed he was never given a fork or knife.  My Dad, who has not one finicky bone in his body, proceeded to eat his food with his spoon.  After noticing this the server apologized and asked him why he didn’t say anything.  He brushed it off and said with a smile, “Eh, a spoon is the universal utensil”.  I wouldn’t expect any other response from him.

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