“Pasta is my life”

I was very recently bestowed the luxury of hiring an assistant at work. I’m based in London; AMN is based in NYC – so, these days, I don’t even have to leave my desk to experience the effects of jet lag. Instant messaging = our main mode of communication and while it has proven extremely efficient for getting the job done, today I realised that I can just as easily go off on a food tangent via technology as I can in normal conversation. So instead of telling AMN to please do this and please do that, I found myself explaining how very delicious my working-from-home-lunch-club-for-one was this afternoon (steamy spaghetti smothered in Mandranova’s creamy pistachio pesto topped with grated parmigiana just in case you was curious).

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To my delight, AMN’s response and our ensuing QWERTY-logue:

AMN:  haha pasta is my life. i wrote that in my ‘about me’ section of a book i wrote in second grade

me:  my friend martina texted me the other day and said she was desperately trying to think of a non-pasta based dinner but that she was stumped, i.e. pretty sure such a thing did not exist

AMN:  hahaha i’m with her on that one

me:  i think we need to write that into your smith bio.
AMN:  it’s the truth – i live for pasta
And so the story very happily begins… not that I ever worried, but turns out we’re going to get on JUST FINE me and my awfully amicable al-dente-admiring assistante.
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“Pasta is my life”

2 thoughts on ““Pasta is my life”

  1. Can I just say that I agree with every bit of this post?? Pasta is also my life – the first time I went to Italy I had pasta twice a day for two weeks – it was the best trip ever.

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