Jack Sprat's Big Supper

Jack Sprat could eat no fat. His wife could eat no lean. So, between them both, you see, they licked the platter clean.

Jack Sprat loved dessert. His wife preferred ice cream. They scoffed the lot from a great big pot of chocolate vanilla bean.

As the night grew darker, Jack faced more obstacles. The oven began to smoke, and the lights flickered ominously. " - This isn't going as planned," Jack muttered. Just as he tried to slice the turkey, the knife slipped, leaving a mess. Each failure made him more frustrated, yet his hunger for more remained unquenched. His wife's gentle words, " - Perhaps we should slow down," went unheard.

Overwhelmed by the chaos, Jack considered giving up. The kitchen was a disaster, and he felt defeated. " - Maybe I should just forget about the supper," he sighed, slumping into a chair. His wife sat beside him, offering comfort. " - It's not the food that matters, Jack," she said softly. Jack contemplated her words, realizing he was missing something important.

In a moment of clarity, Jack had a breakthrough. He remembered an old saying: "A wise man knows when he has enough." With renewed determination, he decided to change his approach. " - Let's enjoy what we have, even if it's not perfect," Jack declared. His wife's smile reassured him, and together they began to tidy the chaos. The supper became less about quantity and more about sharing the moment.

Finally, as they sat down to a modest meal, peace settled over them. Jack realized that wisdom lay in knowing when to stop. " - This is the best supper we've ever had," he admitted, savoring each bite. His wife nodded, " - Sometimes less is more." Together, they enjoyed the meal, having learned the true value of balance. Jack's big supper was a success, not in size, but in satisfaction.