It's a little out of season, but M has been fascinated lately with a book about the first Thanksgiving. (I suppose I can't fault her for trying to learn about American history any time of the year! ) One of the things she thought was neat was that the Pilgrims often used sea shells instead of spoons to scoop up their food.
We had some big scallop shells laying around, leftover from something or other, and M asked if she could eat her lunch that day with one of those. I was in a bit of a hurry that afternoon and was tempted to say "no," but I couldn't help remembering how many of my crazy ideas M has indulged (spaghetti in the kiddie pool comes to mind).
I washed up a few of the shells so that everyone could have one, and we all scooped up our pasta on them that afternoon.
It took a little longer than eating with a spoon (I suppose that's why weuse spoons instead of shells) but we did have fun. It seemed like it was especially fun for M to see her mom and dad doing something unusual that she had come up with.