You can fill out a college basketball bracket if you want but this year, thankfully, there’s a super-sweet alternative. Welcome to the Best Candy Ever Tournament, a sixty-four candy contest that is sure to give you extra energy, dislodge fillings and, should you find it necessary to eat all sixty-four treats to help you feel confident in your selections, render you unable to button your pants by Easter.
Last night I opened the horizontally-sliding wooden container that holds our family’s cutlery and a spoon stood up. It kinda popped forward, rising above the others at a ninety-degree angle and quite literally tried to jump into my hand. Now, this could have been the result of spoon overcrowding or the physics involved when a tilted metal utensil meets the pulling force of a hungry person, but I rather think that this little spoon volunteered. I opened the silverware drawer and one enthusiastic inhabitant essentially said, Pick me, pick me! I certainly appreciated the extra effort, the pride this individual spoon took in his job and it made me think – the place where the knives, forks and spoons live is a parallel universe worth exploring.