Knifeful

"I don't wanter hyar uv nary one uv my gals bein' seen on airy street uv thisyer town, a-havin' no flirty flatter talk with thet wild Culberton younun!" was the popular edict that lazy, oafish fathers shot across dinner tables—as they packed down knivesful of baked chicken dressing, and “sooed" saucers of coffee through long mustaches, like muddy water seeping through broom grass!

Anna spread a knifeful of preserves across her toast.

Scraping the goo with the edge of the blade he took each knifeful directly to his mouth, hoping that his atrocious table manners would go unnoticed.

I grab a jar of sesame tahini from the pantry along with a knife and race up to my room. Crouched down in the corner, I rapidly tongue knifeful after knifeful of the thick, bitter paste into my mouth.