Steaming Up The Kitchen…
In my 26-years, I’ve never learned how to use a spoon when I eat pasta. Never. Being a swimmer growing up, I had pasta at least once a day. In fact, that was almost all I was eating. Leftover pasta for breakfast, macaroni and cheese or pizza for lunch, and more pasta for dinner. I was a lean, mean, pasta eating machine for about 15 years. Well, not always lean, but always an eating machine.
Funny story….well, I didn’t think it was all that funny. My day started off absolutely perfect. I got to sleep in a little bit, read for a little, then it was off to Target (my happy place) for some winter wonderland holiday decoration shopping! I will admit, I may have gone just a wee bit overboard. But in my defense, it was early (or 1pm) and I hadn’t had any coffee (or one travel sized mug AND a large coffee from Starbucks, with an added shot of caramel syrup….).
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