When I think about casually eating pasta, it's usually me cuddling a big bowl of it on the sofa, in my pyjamas. There's melted cheese involved and sometimes fish fingers. Perhaps less casual and more embarrassing to be honest. But eating it on a Saturday evening in what is usually a doughnut shop by day …
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