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Monday, June 2, 2008

Why I hate spaghetti and how I became a nurse

because inquiring minds want to know...

When I was a kid growing up, there were few things my Dad cooked. Pancakes were one of them,and to this day I swear he makes the best pancakes ever.
Sadly, spaghetti was another.
He does not have the same gift with the spaghetti. Not even freaking close.
His idea of spaghetti made me sick. Every time. It was hamburger, fried with onions, topped in a stewed tomato sauce that had no spices or anything else to it. Everyone else liked it fine. But I just COULD NOT stomach it.
I would sit at the dinner table, for hours, while it got cold, trying to find a way not to have to eat it. But we could not leave the table until we ate. And for some reason my parents really dug in on spaghetti night. Usually I would go to bed hungry and in trouble. Or sick, because they forced me to eat a few cold bites of it.
As I grew older, and more capable of making my own dinner, I avoided Dad's spaghetti easier. But just the sight of the stewed tomatoes, or the smell of it could (and still can) make me gag. Many people have tried to feed me good spaghetti since then, including my very very Italian now ex mother in law, who made her famous spaghetti that takes 24 hours to make. I simply can't do it. It makes me gag and retch. So I am pavlov's dog when it comes to spaghetti. Thanks Dad.
As far as nursing. Well.
I originally wanted to be a teacher. But being a newly divorced single woman who needed to be able to support herself on her own wages disabused me of that idea. Both my sisters are nurses, and, I looked at what they did, and with some not so subtle nudges from my mother, I decided to try it. To see if I liked it, and it liked me. To my surprise, it did, and I do. And I do plenty of teaching, as a nurse. I knew I would not stay in the Navy, but it paid for college, and I got to travel extensively, which was something I really wanted to do.
So, there, in a nutshell, are 2 very random facts about me.

7 comments:

Bubblewench said...

That's sad on the spaghetti front.

Daryl said...

Fascinating and sad about spaghetti .. I have a similar issue with veal ... canNOT eat it ... gag... retch ...

The nurse thing .. its good for everyone you like nursing...

:-Daryl

Edge said...

Huh ... that's interesting. Especially the spaghetti thing.

~Jef

MM said...

You haven't tried my spaghetti, it's the best.. :D

I know, everyone says that.

It's a good thing you're a nurse, who else would take care of my squishy? That's on my back, get your mind out of the gutter, you pervs.

Lori- Fairytales & Margaritas said...

That is really sad about spaghetti, that's one of my favorites.

I tried being a nurse and it DIDN'T fit me, not in the least!

Mimi said...

I generally don't like sauce on my spaghetti, I feel your pain.

holly said...

i absolutely point blank refuse to eat spaghetti that isn't done with ragu. so i get you. except when it comes to ragu.