They dined on mince, and slices of quince, which they ate with a
runcible spoon, wrote Edward Lear in the Owl and the Pussycat.
Now, while theres no such a thing as a runcible spoon (its a nonsense
word made up by the poet) there are these
utterly charming ones from Vancouver based-artisan Maya Chelmis.
Perfect for scooping up honey, mince and quince, each vintage spoon
(found at antique stories and flea markets) is engraved with an equally
delicious message, je taime, you are my sunshine.
So popular are Chelmis spoons that shes selling knives and forks too.
Wed like her cake server for dishing out this autumnal
treat.
No need for icing on this cake its sweet enough already. Athena Tsavliris
From $22, www.thelovingspoon.net
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