Every fifteen minutes, a teenager dies from a car accident due to drunk driving.
Every 4 seconds, a baby is born.
Every 40 seconds, someone commits suicide.
The chances of dying of old age are slim, yet the people choose to decrease that chance by harming themselves. Putting their life into danger, into a thin rope, balancing, about to fall into the never ending darkness- what is often called death.
As I’ve been reading the Grapes of Wrath, I noticed that I have started to grow a little fond of the book. The story is quite slow, but it isn’t too bad after all. On a nice Thursday morning, my teacher assigned the class what’s called the 1-pager.
It’s basically a summary of a chapter, the book, or a scene, with illustrations, quotes, and a phrase to show the readers what or why you feel is important. I chose a chapter to summarize, not of the main character literally, but of the life of an everyday person who wants a car.
A true chef knows that the simpler the pasta, the harder it is to make. Pastas such as Aglio Et Olio and Vongole are essentially considered “nude”, every layer of coating peeled away to show its true flavor. They are not to be considered easy, for a small mistake can be known just by the look or taste. Why is it so- they don’t have the strong flavors of tomato sauce or cream to coat the pasta, which easily covers up the poor quality spent making it. It doesn’t take much effort to make a red spaghetti, just boil the pasta, throw it in a pan, add some sauce, and mix a bit and voila, there it is. However, for the “naked pastas”, they need a perfect ratio of oil to garlic, well boiled pastas that are not over nor under cooked, thrown into the pan at an even temperature, a clean, healthy batch of whatever goes with it (clams, vegetables, steak, etc), with a perfect timing to pour a bit of the carefully chosen wine to enrich the flavor. If one thing or process is missing or not perfected, the whole pasta is messed up. A small mistake has a great impact on these types of pastas.
Hahaha well that isn’t really something I should be proud of, considering breakfast should be the biggest meal of the day. But hey, what can I say, my stomach is a muscle. And muscles stretch well when worked out.