As I picked up my wooden spoon tonight (to stir the pasta), it reminded me of a conversation I had with a friend earlier today that dished up an interesting topic, spooning. Naturally, we were discussing the modern definition. According to Urban Dictionary, it means a “form of affection between a couple. Where the man lays front to back with the girl. They fit together like spoons.” Apparently, my friend’s facebook repost of Make Lust Last, an article targeting married couples trying to spice up their intimacy, sparked a “spooning” debate (the article recommends spooning a.k.a. cuddling). Then, her You Tube link entitled How to Spoon really got the pot boiling (yes, still chuckling). What is it about Catholics that some of us get verklempt when a simple topic such as spooning is mentioned (historically, some of these same women gave spoons bad reputations)? And we wonder why people think we’re rigid and repressed? Hmm. . .
Anyway, I was fascinated to learn the alleged history of the term. Spooning is derived from an old Welsh tradition in which a young man would wile away his time, whether on sea or on land, in the evenings, carving an elaborate “love spoon” for his beloved. Certain symbols were created in the handle of the spoon and represented different meanings: bells for marriage, hearts for love etc. This “love spoon” was a symbolic gesture of affection for the young woman. It also informed her father that her suitor was capable of providing for his family. The oldest love spoon dates back to 1667.
Kind of an endearing tradition, don’t you think? I’m not sure what my dad would have thought back when if a boy I was dating showed up at the door, intricately carved spoon in hand. However, the symbolism it stood for within Welsh culture was sweet. So, the question is, to spoon or not to spoon? I say spoon (in the modern sense) and do so with great frequency. Who knows? Maybe “those people” were correct by being so concerned about “the big spoon” and “the little spoon.” It could lead married couples to have S-E-X (gasp, a topic I’ll reserve for another blog).