What a treat. You’ve been invited out for a meal to a nice restaurant. As you glance at the exquisitely-set table, you notice that there’s piece of cutlery missing.
The steak knife.
Whenever I’m out at a restaurant, I ask for a steak knife, even if I don’t order steak. It’s so much easier to slice through my food – whatever it may be.
It’s less embarrassing, too. Without it, I might recreate one of those slapstick movie scenes – you know the one where the food goes flying off the plate.