Ah, the idle days of our childhood: jumping in spectacular piles of leaves in autumn, drinking sweet tea on the porch in July, finding the perfect Christmas tree with Papa. Or maybe we've just been watching too many Hallmark Channel made-for-TV specials on hangover-filled Sunday afternoons. So sue us.
But you've got to admit, things were notably more fun when the only homework you had to worry about involved edible paste. Progress, as we see it, is highly overrated. So, along those lines, we've decided to raise a toast to youth: a time when kicking someone's shins meant "I love you" and gonorrhea was just a funny word. This week's recommendations join us in our salute, turning a scornful eye to silverware and giving a thumbs-up for finger-food. Ditch the fork and dig in; no one's going to spank you ... except for us.
