It was only tonight (oh wait it's past 2 a.m. now so that would make it last night) that I decided to cook it up. Y'know, it being Christmas and all I thought it'd be nice to have a little something tasty for supper. So I cooked up my packet of instant, "ready in 4 minutes" spaghetti. Even got out some cheese from the fridge to garnish, that was how much I was looking forward to it.
Really, all the signs were there, if only I'd bothered to take heed. Firstly, there's no way you can cook up a decent pasta meal in under 4 minutes. Okay, it's possible, but it's just not gonna taste as good as the real thing. Secondly, when I opened the packet and took out the 'pasta', it looked exactly like instant noodles (read: Maggi). Even smelled like it. Thirdly, I wondered how long the "yummy red sauce" (yes it really does say that on the packet) had been sitting in its little individually-wrapped packet. Convinced myself not to think about it. Cooked it, drained it, mixed it with the aforementioned red sauce and my precious slice of cheese. Tasted it. Frowned. Hmmm... If you'd just cooked a packet of instant noodles, smashed up some Twisties (barbeque or tomato flavour) and mixed it with the noodles, you'd get something similar to what I tasted. The portion was very very small, and the smell wasn't right, and the taste was definitely nowhere near what I expected (ever so excitedly) but hey, it's quite addictive, really. All I could think of afterwards, with more than a pinch of sarcasm, was:








