One night years ago, my five-year-old daughter wanted pasta for dinner. But the only thing in the cabinet was a mostly empty box of linguine and a mostly empty box of penne.
My wife figured the combination would make a nice large bowlful. So she cooked it up.
"What's that?!" my daughter asked when the concoction was put in front of her. Sensing an impasse, I quickly came up with a name for the pasta, remembering one of her favorite animals.
"Oh!" she said, then picked up her spoon and gobbled it down.
What do you think I called the pasta? Find the answer HERE.
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