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The table was set to perfection, the steak knives were sharp, the meat was tender. The usual subjects were covered, with the few exceptions which always avoid high society. And all eight ate the right way....well six out of eight ain't bad. The meal was all most over when the youngest child glanced across the table at the favorite parents, Texas Grandparents, and Aunt and Uncle. They were all(if you can believe it) using their knives correctly, eating each piece in an artistic, elegant way. While the middle child and the youngest child used fork and finger, while their arms flapped like a chickens.