with alot of concentration

I succeed in eating todays pasta in my white sweater without spotting it. This might not seems as a great feat, but try eating a spaghetti con tonno (tuna and tomato sauce), where the spaghetti is not broken before being boiled (as my dad always did) and without a knife, and only a plastic fork to role it on. I am proud of myself.



Here in Italy, we sadly don't have nice lunch arrangements as in Denmark, or a large cantina. But the Butcher at the corner makes pasta every day (except for Tuesday, which is their closed day). They make two types, one white and one red. The white one is either with oil or butter (Both is surprisingly good) and my favorites the red ones. The sugo ( the sauce ) varies, from only tomato to tomato with tuna or meat.

Mostly I try to bring lunch, but when it doesn't happen, pasta is nice. And then on Thursdays we all go for icecream.