“I have to eat every last crumb,” Ronnie said with a sheepish grin. “I can’t just eat thirty Cheez It’s and then leave a few tablespoons of Cheez It crumbs at the bottom of the bowl. It’s like, if you’re gonna have a snack then have the WHOLE snack. Don’t be a wuss and let the crumbs sit there like they’re not good enough to be eaten, because there’s really nothing different between them and the perfectly formed cracker. It’s like your dad used to yell at you during dinner – ‘It’s all the same damn thing and it all comes out lookin the same damn way so eat it and shut the hell up!’”
Pausing a moment to compose himself, Pringle continued to explain his unique eating style. Rather than raise the bowl to his face and slurp out the crumbs like most people, Pringle prefers to go another route.
“I press my four fingers into the bottom of the bowl, right down onto the crumbs. I push them down pretty hard so the crumbs, like, stick to my fingers? Then I lick my hand until all the crumbs are gone.”
Describing his odd sensory practice, Pringle went on. ” I think it’s the texture that really makes it. This isn’t like pouring a bunch of crumbs out of a bowl or container into your mouth where the crumbs fall all over the place into your hair and eyes and you’re coughing and choking on random dry crumbs. This is about me getting every single crumb in a controlled manner, and then eating those crumbs so that nothing’s wasted and I’m really getting my money’s worth.”
“He doesn’t like wasting money,” his wife added in a somber tone.
“Less trash in America’s landfills is the way I look at it,” said Ronnie, his orange palms facing upwards as he shrugged his shoulders. “Plus I hate having to scrub dishes. Too much work. This way I can give my bowl a light rinse and stick it back up in the cupboard.”