Megan's Pasta is So Good

So Megan came home for lunch today and decided to make some pasta. I didn't watch the process, so I don't have any recipes for you, but I remember hearing the words "tomatoes from our garden" and "italians don't use too much sauce" or something like that. All I can really say with any surety is: This was unlike any american pasta I've tasted. And that is a GOOD thing.

First off, I've had real Italian food before, since I lived in Italy for two months. Which is to say, Megan invited a friend from Italy to come stay with us for two months, and the two of them transformed this house into Italy. Every day I felt complete culture shock from sunup to sundown, as two Italian-speakers talked back and forth and made dishes I've never had before. Some I liked, and some I thought I would need to Get Back to You on, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, today's pasta was the good stuff. Even our cats knew a good thing when they smelled it:



Thanks Megan!

-Marc