As we all were finishing dinner and putting the leftovers away, she excitedly blurts out "Chopsticks!" My husband and I turned and looked at each other with equal puzzlement. She looked at us like we were plain ole stupid. So my husband responded with "Snorkel." I said "Wicker." Now we were really stupid. So we tried again. He said "Butrostache" and I said "PeePeePoopyShire." I think she was waiting for us to tip over from passing out. Since breathing, talking and thinking is just waay too much for us to process at once, we should have been sacks of potatoes on the floor. With an exacerbated sigh, she said "Noooo....for my birthday. That is what I want. Chopsticks." My husband and I smiled at each other, did a high five and said "Yay! A gift we can get for free! Panda Express, here we come!" Her amusement level was dwindling at an alarming rate. We smiled bigger. I guess we are kinda stupid.
She loves Chinese food. Absolutely loves it. To an unhealthy level. I am certain that is the only thing she will eat three times day when she moves out. She was asking for a good set that would be hers to use over and over. So I went online to see what I could find. Holy cow are there all sorts of chopsticks out there! And different styles too. Thai, Chinese, Japanese and others. Did not know that. There is chopstick etiquette. Did not know that. There is a chopstick dictionary. Did not know that.
We bought her three sets of chopsticks and an oversized bamboo box to keep them in. Figure we can keep adding to them as we see any new cool ones. There are light saber ones. You can eat your chow mein with light sabers. Or General Tso's with dinosaur ones. You and T-Rex can enjoy some Chinese chicken together. Who knew?
This is one of the pairs we got for her. Hope she likes them! If not, there is always Panda Express.
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