Friday, March 20, 2026
Spaghetti Story
My father told me that when he first came to New York he had never eaten spaghetti. He saw it at a nearby table and ordered it. His companion, a musician who had hired my father to perform for a $100 fee suggested that he use a spoon to roll the spaghetti into a neat bite sized roll to make it easier and neater to eat. Afterwards, the check bounced for lack of funds; thus, my father said it cost him a hundred dollars to learn how to eat spaghetti.
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