[contextly_auto_sidebar] Your stubby pointed flesh juts out and stays out, moving as if nothing could stop it. Half the world opposes what tongues like to do. Our hands, in concert, lift plates so they can be licked, which is such a human gesture, never having us bowing, bow-wowing, to the food. The Eva Zeisels or Dixie Ultra Disposables return to the table clean as can be. I see plate-licking almost every day, which delights me because I do the cooking. (I will not consider the possibility that anything in front of this one would be … [Read more...]