Perfectly cooked pasta is only worth celebrating in the States since, in Italy, it's just a part of everyday life. Located a few steps away from the Repubblica subway stop, the dishes at La Cadrega were cooked al dente and were nicely embellished with truffle oil and at 10-15 euros per dish, was a reasonable meal to have while wandering the nooks and crannies of Milano.
So raving about great pasta is stating the obvious; it reminds me how silly us Americans can be--like the time in high school when this girl let me feel up on her just for buying her dinner at Olive Garden.
Though, at our high school reunion, I had to pretend like I didn't remember her because she turned into a fattie which then leads me to wonder if she ever left Olive Garden in the first place. Life is so full of mysteries.
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