Friday, July 17, 2009

How My Grandpa Eats Spaghetti

Okay. So. I was sitting in the kitchen just now as dinner was being dished out. My mom got her share, and went to the other room. Then my grandpa came along, and went through a procedure to eat spaghetti that I've never seen before, and quite honestly, I was fascinated and amused by it. I had the urge to tell someone about it, and I guess this is the place to do it.

First, he filled his plate up with noodles. Lots and lots of noodles. Then, he dug around in the fridge and pulled out shredded mozzarella cheese, which he sprinkled all over his noodles. Then, he came extremely close to putting Comet all over his noodles & mozzarella, because there was a brand new container of it sitting right next to the similarly shaped and colored bottle of Parmesan cheese.

Don't ever put the Comet beside the Parmesan. It could take a nasty turn. :)

So anyway. He went crazy on his spaghetti with the Parmesan, and then put his spaghetti sauce on top of all this. He did it like it was an art. He put huge spoonfulls all around in it, and after I thought the plate couldn't possibly hold any more, he added precise amounts to specially-picks locations of his already saucy spaghetti.

By this time, I was already extremely amused. I know there are a million ways to eat spaghetti, but still, it made me laugh a little. And he had no idea I was watching so closely, of course.

Before he sat down to eat, he rummaged through the cracker cabinet and pulled out Hot & Spicy Cheez-Its, which sounds like a really bad partner for spaghetti. But whatever floats his boat. =) Then, all of a sudden, I see him going at his spaghetti like Edward Scissorhands with a fork and spoon. He spent a good while cutting everything up into tiny pieces, and then set down his silverware... and proceeded to eat his spaghetti... with a spoon.

We are not italian. And this was not one of those big spaghetti spoons. He was just eating it with a normal spoon, like it was a can of Spaghetti-o's.

I've known for years that my grandpa eats rather odd things, in very odd ways. But for some reason, this whole spaghetti scenario was hilarious to me. I felt like I should write it down so I'll remember it in detail, hopefully many years from now.

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