Re-spoon is a totally made up word. And, since re-stir is also of questionable origin we’re stuck with what I can make up today.

Keck and I frequent a restaurant in which only one spoon is placed in one of the place settings rolled in a linen napkin. Like playing Russian Roulette, you never know if the chamber is empty. If you’re lucky, you get one spoon per table.

Sugar and cream are often stirred in to our coffee with knives or forks until someone brings us a spoon.

Today luck was with us.

Two cups of coffee; one spoon.

May you always be able to stir your coffee with the appropriate utensil. ❤