small plates

I have a weird obsession with small plates. Give me some toast, a couple of hors d’oeuvres, a little pile of rice—whatever. I think it’s honestly less about the food and more about the tiny utensils and glassware that come with it. There’s just something about eating a small amount of something off a little plate that I love. Definitely one of my more inexplicable idiosyncrasies, and my wife gets a kick out of making fun of me for it.