Hubby is King of the Kitchenituspilferous and I have lost knives, spoons and scissors to his tool box on more than one occasion.
When we were both working, we used to have a chinese takeout on a regular basis, chopsticks always being supplied.
I could never get on with them, but Hubby being brought up on rice and all foods oriental had no problems. He tried to teach me how to use them, but I was useless and if we went to a restaurant, as we did for my parents Sapphire Wedding Anniversary celebration, forks were in my handbag just in case they weren’t provided on the table (and no, I would not have been embarrassed to produce them).
I did find an alternative use for chopsticks though when we were replacing our kitchen.
We had a tumble drier then and put a vent in the outside wall for the extractor hose. It looked great from the inside, but outside was a different matter as we couldn’t get the mortar mix into the small area round the exit point and everything Hubby had in his tool box was too fat.
I came up with the idea of using a chopstick as we could poke the mortar in place then turn the stick round and smooth it over nicely with the flat end as it was sufficiently narrow.