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Spaghetti tonight.
Yes.
I am going to pick up some Reggiano from the store on the way home.
How glad I am that we're Time Lords and not outdated humans like most of the people on this continent to whom properly prepared spaghetti sauce means tomato paste straight from a can and whose dinners, besides, consist mostly of beef and potatoes.
Not that I have a problem with that.
Just not every night. And DEFINITELY not the greasy overcooked way that our directly-next-door-neighbours eat it.
I am never accepting a dinner invitation there again. How can people LIKE overwhipped mash? You're not SUPPOSED to beat it until it becomes gelatinous!