Bit of an entertaining story for you this evening... I was upstairs making a bagel and I looked into the fridge and happened to see a lone Kraft Cream Cheese - Single Serving in the back behind 'The Butter Mound'. (I am still deciding if '-of doom' applies...) Basically it is a pile of all of the half, and less, used butter sticks. It appears that the staff and the kids cannot deal with fractions, so they find an unopened butter stick and make their measurements for cooking from that. Then the unused portion gets relegated to the Butter Mound, which is a mess of partially melted and grooved butter about the size of a softball. It is to what the kids and staff to go when the want butter for anything. I digress. So I take the single serve and put it on top of the toaster, while it is toasting the bagel to warm it up. I then open the silverware drawer to find about 150 spoons in the drawer. Some were metal, some were heavy plastic, still others were of cheap plastic, some were white, others black, some grey, some were wrapped in tinfoil, some were grossly misshapen, some bore hacksaw marks, others were in splinters. There was not a knife or fork to be seen among the mess. The only thought I had at the time: "That kid had better be in LGH (Lawrence General Hospital) or he is going to get a piece of my mind... and probably a spoon while I am at it." Sure enough he was as of 9:38PM. So I used a spoon for cream cheese, turkey, and pineapple. I wonder if the other kids will smack him around for only being allowed spoons for a week? Then again that is probably why he is in LGH now. Hmm, self-sustaining cycle. Then again I am a bit tired of spooning it...