Long macaroni looks like straws when you take it out of the box.
However, once it's cooked, it has a mind of it's own. Kind of like tentacles, they flail about as you try to move them from the pot to the plate, and from the plate to your mouth. There is no polite, lady-like way to eat them, so I do not recommend buying them when you're having to cook for the queen.
However, if you're babysitting some little kids, and you don't care what kind of bad habits you give them, by all means, cook them long macaroni, and let them slurp it into their mouths, and eat it with their fingers, because that's exactly how it demands to be eaten.
Not that I told that to Scott.
Also, this was a very colourless meal, which according to my mother means I didn't get all the proper food groups.
Actually, this is Scott's plate. I like cauliflower with cheez whiz so I had more colour. Ha, I win.
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