Stuart started learning to eat the European way — holding the knife in his right hand, and eating with the fork in his left — this week.  I guess he never really learned the American way, what with switching hands, and so forth, as this was really the first time he’s used a knife at the table.  The food fell off his fork until he learned he didn’t have to twist it, and I showed him the best way to hold his hands.   I thought he manged pretty well, and noticed him practicing on leftovers tonight.

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