As I was preparing dinner my husband cautiously approached. He walked slowly as if attempting to grab a rattlesnake by surprise. Still, he smiled as he said:
HIM: Honey, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this, but I didn’t want to talk about it too close to the event. You know, so please don’t take it personally.
ME: [going cold, thinking there is horrific news to be had] Uh, okay.
HIM: Well. It’s about dinner. You know, when you make pasta it’s a little rubbery.
ME: [relieved beyond belief and giggling a little, my marriage is fine] Rubbery?
HIM: Yes, it’s like you put down a bowl of rubber bands with glue on it. It used to be good, but something bad has happened to your pasta lately.
ME: It’s the same as I’ve always made it. I guess I can start buying another brand.
HIM: Honey if you want, I can buy you a pasta machine or something. Maybe that will make it better?
This ends the tale of how our favorite Italian restaurants stay in business.
It took me a long time to learn the art (and benefit) of cooking ala dente’ Have lived that conversation with husband, kid #1 and even kid #2. Kid #3, she is smarter than to approach me. she just started cooking her own more often! :)
Love your stuff!
This is such a cute story!
I love it! You may also want to consider wrapping up a bunch of to-go menus for him for Father’s Day! ;)
So maybe if I start overcooking the pasta more often, I can get to go OUT to dinner once in a while.
Thank You!!
it’s because I’m cooking it too long? Really?
Oh gosh, I am going to try again, but maybe for lunch, when he’s not home. I always thought the minutes on the box were a suggestion.
Jessica – if you’re cooking a noodle, try the cabinet trick. If you sling a spaghetti noodle to the cabinet & it sticks, it’s ready.