I had a hankering for pomegranates so I bought one. And then I got some cauliflower because I am still obsessed with roasted cauliflower. En route the cauliflower, I noticed a spaghetti squash. Spaghetti squash have fascinated me ever since I rejected one as a child. So I bought it and made it and it turned out okay. (I stir-fried it in a wok with olives and garlic, but forgot to take a photo of the finished product which, truth be told, was not that attractive.)
Pierre had already eaten. Which is why I decided to make it. I couldn't handle the pressure of feeding someone who was hungry. But he tried some later and then for the last hour, he has looked at me with what I think is referred to as "new respect."
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