Thanks to Hazel, I now know what the purpose of that giant spoon that hung in my mother’s kitchen. I used to imagine that the giant spoon and its giant fork were hanging on the wall ready for when a giant might come to dinner.

It could happen!

At least I used to imagine that it would happen. I mean why else would one hang a giant wooden spoon and fork on their kitchen wall? My darling husband confirms that he used to imagine the same thing because there was a giant spoon and fork hanging on the wall of his mother’s kitchen too.

But no, that is not what they are there for. Hazel knows and now you will too.