Tonight, Luke wanted pasta salad with supper. I was sitting in the living room, letting him do his thing. After all, he's an adult, he doesn't need me to supervise him in the kitchen (unless he's doing one of those "let's see what happens if..." experiments).
I kept hearing noises that didn't go along with making pasta salad - like dry pasta being put first in one bowl then another. It sounded strange, but one thing I've learned as Luke's mom is to mostly ignore strange sounds.
Luke started laughing and asked it I wanted to know what was going on. I figured it was a trick question, so I bit.
It seems that Luke doesn't like peas in his pasta salad.
Instead of eating around them, he picks them out. Before cooking them.
Before you know it, you have plain pasta for your pasta salad.
And you don't have to eat around the peas.
