We were having a quick bite to eat tonight. Ellie was being helpful and wanted to get out the bowls for our mac and cheese, corn, and salad. She didn’t believe me at first that this divided plate is really just like a bowl. She cracked up and walked around for several minutes saying, “Is it a bowl or is it a plate?”
Maybe in the spirit of the “spork” we can call this handy invention a plowl??? blate??? Hmmmm.