Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Day Two Hundred Forty One 2012
We enjoyed a spaghetti dinner at Fazoli’s this evening, and this is how my hubby Neil eats his pasta—he uses a spoon to twirl it onto a fork, which he says/argues is the correct way to eat spaghetti. I, on the other hand, cut my spaghetti (hack it to pieces, he claims) into bite sized forkfuls and think nothing of it. Different process, same results, I say. He says it tastes better his way. I roll my eyes. We agree to disagree, and now we’re both stuffed with spaghetti. È squisito!