Not so much Life… more of Love As A Bowl of Pasta:
There are many kinds of pasta: Conchiglie, Farfalle, Penne. Everyone has their favorites, and most of us have the same first crush: Spaghetti. It’s simple, it works and the flavor is just what we need when we’re exploring the depths of our palette. It’s comfortable.
As we grow older we begin venturing out of where we’re comfortable. We try new types of pasta and find our new favorites. We find what works for us and what best suits our taste buds.
Then we put it on the stove. We try our hand at cooking the perfect pasta. Sometimes it simmers, sometimes it burns and sometimes it gets hot, and boils perfectly.
It takes a few tries to make the perfect bowl of pasta, but you know it when you find the one. The pasta that makes everything else just a meal, and nothing can replace that taste. When it’s gone, you crave it. When it’s near, you can’t get enough. And when you finally find the perfect one, you couldn’t be any happier than the day you first realized it existed.
