lusty pasta

Mr.Q cooked dinner while I fed the Magpie last night – left over turkey with tomatoes in pasta. I served up the mess and was completely shocked to find that Mr.Q had used macaroni; if he has any say, he uses bows, shells, rigatoni, spaghetti, linguine, anything other than his arch-nemesis, and my most beloved, macaroni. Elbow macaroni reminds him too much of mac’n’cheese: a foodstuff of fond childhood memories and the now painfully mocking representation of all that he can not eat.

Yes, folks, since my pulled neck muscle and subsequent low-impact recovery, that is how desperate caring Mr.Q has become. He cooked and ate his least favourite pasta shape – my, coincidentally, most favourite pasta shape – to try and show me how very much he loves me. And maybe, just maybe, get lucky a little later.

After dinner, he baked chocolate cupcakes.

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