Pasghetti!

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That's what I'm calling it.  Miracle noodles.  All, and only, carbohydrates, in the form of fiber.  Three grams per serving, two servings per package, twenty calories per package.  Nothing else.  Nothing at all.  I soak them in vinegar for a bit, but I don't think that will add anything.  Actually, it is two tablespoons of vinegar and a quart or two of water that I soak them in.

Then, I just drain and heat them in with the pasghetti sauce.  Stirring it while it bubbles some of the water out of the tomato juices.  No, it isn't anything like real spaghetti noodles.  But, it adds some texture.  It adds some bulk.  And it... looks something like invisi-noodles.  There is no real taste, but a bit of texture.  Once I got over some things, I... now sort of enjoy these.  I still eat too much, but, two portions instead of seven or eight, as when I make pasta spaghetti.  Something about that stuff, regular pasta, just reels me in.

I am hoping to hit dishes yet tonight.  Laundry is done.  Until I take a shower and put the whites through.  As well, I am hoping to set waters back up, before I fall too far behind.  I will be lucky to get those things done.  Tired.  And, while sunny, the later part of the day anyway, it was still cold.  At, or just above, freezing.  But just.  Probably freezing again.  But the rabbits got water for much of the afternoon.  Maybe still.  For a while.  But, after dark, they just can't find the waterers, so don't drink much.

I am sort of at a standstill with gaming.  Unless I find another leveling area, one step up.  While I still can't easily beat the test mobs, I had hoped to use as my test for moving on, I am wondering if they level with me.  I'm not sure all mobs do, but some... probably do.  An... odd program, if they have some keep even, and others drop, with my level.  However, I am remaining a bit disinterested, because of the sluggish controls.  If you ever played the old horror games, you'll remember how terrible they made the controls.  On purpose, of course.  Like dreams, running from something, in sand, or mud, or knee deep water.  

Oh, I get it, I just don't like it.  I don't like that part of it anyway.  Now, think about that on a game that probably can't be beat by a real player in four hundred hours?  I'd guess.  Not a casual, they will probably never complete the game.  This is too much of a combination.  They need to fix one or the other, or they will kill their fanbase.  I suppose, the absolute fanboys, who live in their parents basement and literally do nothing else with their lives?  But, even they can't go down that far for that long, and have it be a slog too.

Yea.  Anyway.  Pasghetti was very good.  I didn't make it too hot, but added a bit of a bite.  Added extra spices?  No, actually, since I use just canned tomatoes and such, the spice I add is all there is.  I have italian type seasonings, but I need more of them, and actual italian, or an... several?, blends.  I do love that stuff, even changing mexican dishes just a wee, and vice versa.  I love playing in the kitchen.  Sometimes it works, sometimes not.  Sometimes the very same recipe works this time, but not next.  I do enjoy my experiments.

I need a woman to cook for.  Spoil rotten.  Well, not just for food.  But...  And, with that food app, to maintain her slim nature.  Gotta be slim.  The only exception is if she gets pregnant.  But, even then, she should keep it on a leash.  Ugh.  Yes, that is how it goes.  I know I am not slim, but I have health issues.  And am a guy.  Yes, it's a pass.  We have our own requirements, money is one of them.  I don't have a lot, but enough.  And, size, strength, and a bullheadedness to get things done.  Can't do it all, or even much, but can plot a course, and whip the slaves at the oars!  ;)

Anyway... I'll probably look for a new place to level, then do dishes, play a bit, and do some work.  Still hoping, trying, to get to bed earlier.