There was no fork or spoon to eat it with

"Where am I supposed to eat it with?" Kirsten asked. She was greeted with a wet cloth that wiped her face clean of any mud, and both her hands.

"However you'd like." Sarah smiled.

"I'd like some cutlery." She said, not understanding the point.

"No, no. You'd use a fork to keep yourself clean. That is not the point of today. You gotta eat it without any."

The penny dropped for Kirsten.

"You can eat it with your hands, or just eat it straight out of the bowl."

Kirsten looked down at the plate. It looked delicious, but eating it like that seemed impossible. Sarah however walked away and let Kirsten do whatever she wanted.

It was out of the question that she wasn't eating it. That shit smelled delicious. Question was how she'd try to eat it.