Like a good Italian girl, I turn to pasta when seeking comfort food. Like ice cream or gelato, it always makes me feel better. Tonight's dinner was an Italian-Korean hybrid in keeping with the weekend's theme. I bought the fusilli at a local shop, though the package says it's imported from Italy; the Contadina sauce was hand carried by my dad who was delivering the gift for my mom; and in lieu of cheese or meat, I sauteed slices of tofu and mixed them in. Tasted great and hit the spot, although the tofu looks like chunks of mozzarella, and I'm kind of pretending that's what it is.
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