My g-pa cooked dinner the other night... spaghetti. A meal that is pretty hard to screw up, a staple go to at our house when we are in a hurry. Well, I'm not sure exactly what my g-pa did, but his spaghetti did not taste good at all. Nobody would eat it... I tried it and said no thank you... my g-ma tried it and said no way... over dramatic Savannah tried it and acted as if the taste of it was going to kill her... last, but not least, I threw some on mister mister's tray and he LOVED it. What the!! He ate two big helpings. he made the "yum" sound with every noodle he slurped up.
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