Some people think carbs is a dirty word instead of an abbreviation for carbohydrate. Though are family thinks carbs in the form of pasta means delicious love affair.
Honestly, we must be Italian, how other could it be that Chelsea, Sacha, French Husband and I could be so taken in by it?
Just the other evening Sacha put aside some pasta for his breakfast. I tell you he has it bad. I must confess French Husband and I went for pasta at an Italian restaurant in China. Crazy but true considering the Chinese have plenty of noodle dishes. But it wasn't pasta.
If we are what we eat, then we must be Italian.
Al Dente pasta or throw it out.
That's right throw it out, and throwing out food is something that makes me cringe. But eating soggy pasta is, well, garbage.
Few things get my goat so to say, and when it comes to trivial things getting my goat ,soggy pasta is one of them, so is cracking knuckles… God I cannot stand that.
If you want to torture me just serve soggy pasta, crack your knuckles, play heavy metal music and ban brocante. I would confess to anything after that in record speed.
I bet you thought this post was going to about pasta, or Italy, or at least a recipe.
I thought so too, but got kinda sidetrack with my own carrying on about trivial torture.
What rubs you the wrong way? Trivial stuff only, because I am not in the mood for life serious torture today.
Or if you have a recipe for pasta and you don't mind sharing it, or linking it, then please serve it al dente please.
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