How to make pasta
A funny thing happened last weekend.
My husband and I were having dinner at a new Italian restaurant and half way through the meal I asked him “Did you bring any money?”
I can’t remember what prompted me to ask but his answer, “Of course”, was enough to appease my concerns.
When the time came to ask for the bill, my husband gave his credit card and the waiter looked down and said the dreaded five words no one wants to hear “We don’t take American Express.”
The waiter was kind enough to allow us to go back home and get some money but needless to say, it’ll be awhile before we recover from the shame.
Trissalicious 