The first
time I ever cooked spaghetti, I must have been around 18. It was the first time
I cooked for anyone else that I can remember, and I was hoping to make a good
impression. I wasn’t sure if the noodles were
ready, so I picked one out to taste. Well, if you’ve never tried plain noodles,
take it from me, don’t! It was so plain and bland and tasteless. I thought what
have I gotten myself into? Ten minutes later, I tried again, no change. This
was going to be a disaster, what kind of impression would this leave? Then the
light bulb finally clicked and I realized it probably tasted terrible because
it had no sauce!! How was I going to tell if it was ready? I remembered hearing
that you could throw spaghetti against the wall, so I went for it and slung one
towards the wall. Now I honestly couldn’t tell you if it stuck or not, or what
the end result was, but the memory of learning to cook pasta is one that will
stay with me forever.
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