Put Down the Fork

As I was having dinner with my parents last week, I noticed something new. About every 3-4 minutes, my Dad would put his silverware down and stop eating. At first I thought nothing of it, but after the third time I had to say something.

“Hey Dad. What’s with the stopping and starting?”

“I’m putting down my fork,” he replied.

“Okaaaay. And?” I asked.

“This way I can actually taste my food and enjoy the meal,” he said. “Plus then it’s easier to not overeat.”

Like so many other wise words from m...