While my Dad was down in Florida for some investment thing, my mom made me some pasta.
Yeah, she made all of this for me. No wonder I'm so fat. There is enough food here for five people easily. She has no concept of cooking just to meet your needs. So of course I was eating this for the next couple days. Mmm, leftover pasta. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate she likes to cook for me. But even when I say I just want a "little bit", we end up with this. It probably doesn't help that she visits Costco at least once a week.
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