I am guessing that you are all sitting waiting for some huge revelation into the type of food (or packet gunk) that they might be serving up, but no, that is not what has me champing at the bit when we eat out.
Small fingers, trying to manipulate knives and forks that are not fully compatible with the small hands that are trying to hold them the same way that mum and dad do.
The plate is small, and the food is tightly packed onto the plate. With no room for manoeuvre, the food spins out of control, whirrs off the plate and invariably ends up on someones’ clothes.
How difficult is it to give a young child a plate that is big enough for them to use their cutlery.
I’d love to tell the PR and media types who deal with restaurant chains, hotel kitchen outlets and supermarket food courts that they are not fooling anyone into thinking there is more on the plate, simply because it is miniature sized.