so today i made cheesy sausage spaghetti and i used those tomato pasta sauce that you can buy in a jar at the supermarket.
and i learnt an important lesson.
"never stir a pan of simmering pasta sauce without a tshirt on"
one blob of hot, scalding pasta sauce decided to splat out of the pan onto my chest which made me scream a ramble of expletives that when strung together made no proper sense to grammar nor meaning.
i now have this ridiculous red mark on my chest which looks like i got a nasty lovebite.
seriously omg!!
oh.
and yes, the pasta was yummy! :)
alijoe
