spaghetti day!

When I was growing up my mom would always break spaghetti noodles in half, thus making them easier for a child to consume, but also taking away a significant amount of enjoyment from the whole spaghetti eating experience.  I remember it being a battle of wills whenever it was spaghetti night at my house.  My mom, trying to pull a fast one on me by breaking the noodles without me seeing, and me adamantly and sometimes angrily begging for her to keep them whole.  After seeing my class eat spaghetti, I understand why she was so staunchly opposed to serving us kids full length noodles.

I would also like to say that it’s on this day, and this day only, I skip up to the second floor, salivating and excited for lunch.  It’s a bit crazy how emotionally attached we westerners are to spaghetti, even if it is, like everything else in Korea, doused in sugar and MSG.  Even though the sauce is always a little on the sweet side, spaghetti day is always circled on the monthly lunch menu and I always have a smile on my face, knowing that no where on the lunch table will I see seaweed or squid.

one would think that eating spaghetti noodles with chopsticks would be like eating any other noodle, but for some reason my kids (especially JiAhn-surprise surprise) have a really hard time maneuvering spaghetti into their little mouths using chopsticks.  

Henry looks like he’s in pain here...

If you say those aren’t the cutest cheeks in the world you’re a liar. 

3 noodles at a time. 

Check out the bling around Daniel’s neck. Piimp. 

I think Andy’s mom is doing the haircutting in the Lee household. Maybe with dull scissors.  And maybe after drinking soju. 

These trainer chopsticks are pretty brilliant. I know a few adults who could seriously use a pair of them.