I love spaghetti and I only ate it when there’s a celebration – birthdays, small victories and other stuffs. I don’t know why I’m always looking forward to eating spaghetti but I can feel that it starts in my childhood.
When I was a kid, our financial status at that era is quite frugal so we celebrate birthdays with one special food since we can’t afford to buy a cake, Dad always cook us spaghetti – I love Dad’s cooking. As years goes by I’m use to this kind of mindset.
If there’s a celebration, there’s spaghetti.