“Is this the part where you tell me about your Italian grandmother, who’d spear and twirl my entrails on a fork for disrespecting the food of her ancestors like that? Because I’ll have you and your nonna know, you can’t eat spaghetti without cutting it. It’s all different lengths, so inevitably something will tangle off the fork, and I’ll just end up slurping them until there’s sauce everywhere. Makes people stare.”
