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Interesting Solution 2

Every now and then, I come across some "clever" way of solving a problem that is too good to keep to myself. The verbal rock-paper-scissors thing made me laugh enough that I figured I'd share it. I mean, we could've solved that particular problem in any number of ways, but the manner in which we chose to attack that problem maximized the amount of laughter.

In keeping with that tradition, allow me to present my latest find. This one comes courtesy of Sur La Table, which has all sorts of cooking-related items. I actually think the Mild Wife and I walked in there because we were killing time, not so much because we needed anything. Still, that meant we had time to peruse the various goods.

Before I actually show you the item in question, let me set up the problem that this thing is meant to solve. Every now and then, you need to do something like pull pork so that it's easy to eat. As much as pork is delicious, I don't think you want to sit down to a giant hock every single time. The same goes for shredded chicken; it sometimes works better if you turn it into small strips of chicken rather than a larger piece of it. I've yet to see a burrito with a hunk of meat in it, for example.

So, given this particular problem, the solution I've seen is to manually pull it all apart. I bet you could probably use a knife if you wanted to, but then you'd have to hack at a hunk of meat and deal with the bones. Unless you really want clean slices, it's probably not worth the effort.

As an alternative, however, Sur La Table offers you these:
Some of you already know where this is going
Yes, claws. Three of them on each hand, to be exact. If you're reading this, then there are pretty good odds that you had the same reaction I did. Those claws are awfully reminiscent of a certain comic book character:
Wolverine
Yeah, Wolverine. Sur La Table sells Wolverine claws. They're purportedly for shredding meat, but I suspect I am not the only person to have walked in there and started being a comic book geek upon seeing that item.

Like I said, that seems like an awfully interesting solution to this problem.

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