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I still play with my food; I never listened well as a child. That's why ordering crème brûlée serves a dual purpose. Yes, it's delicious, but it's also a playground for your spoon.

I run the spoon across the surface, a skating rink in my mind, and pretend it is the Silverware Winter Games. The fork, spoons arch nemesis/competitor/utensil creeps alongside the rink and, inspired by the work of Tanya Harding, clubs poor unsuspecting spoon. Dessert tragedy!

Or, the spoon, walking gingerly on a frozen lake, slips through the ice and struggles to free himself from Brûlée Lake. Does he make it? Does he!?

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I should really push my food aside and socialize more with people.