When you asked me a long time ago what I would like to eat when we go out on a date, I said I love to eat pasta. You know why I chose it? I’ll tell you why…
It has been a rule in dating (and I’ve read it…) never to order pasta on a date. Why you might ask. Understandbly, it is rather quite difficult to eat if you don’t know the proper way as what my friend Sonia would say.
I remember observing the way Sonia would eat pasta. She doesn’t cut her pasta. She doesn’t slurp her pasta. And most importantly, she doesn’t toss or mix her pasta. She would also give instructions. She would tell us that if you’re a right-handed person, you have to hold your spoon using your left hand and hold the fork using your right. Scoop the pasta up using the fork and on the spoon, twirl it. The angle of the spoon should be sideways so that the pasta would completely wrap onto the fork (See? the telling alone is quite tedious!). You will never catch her disregarding her table manners and etiquette. Only very close friends would know and see.
So do you see why I like to eat pasta? I want you to know me. I want you to see me cut my pasta, slurp it if it’s long, or mix the sauce with the noodles. I want you to see how complicated a person I am. If you don’t like what you see, then go. But if you do, I’d like to cook a pasta for you, and see you eat it too.
