I remember high school days of spaghetti “spag.”, as we fondly called it. The good ole days. Tuesday and Friday mornings always had the dining hall filled up. Those were two days I almost never missed my breakfast. Know why?? It was spaghetti!!😜. Almost everyone loved spag. It was a mutual feeling. One always had to check for her cutlery the night before, in order not to be found wanting.*lol*
The drawing above was done with a pen and pencil. I won’t exactly call it a finished work, I just decided to stop there… I got the drawing from the cover of a book titled ‘The right way to eat spaghetti’. It is an etiquette book of manners you wish you knew.:roll:
Stay blessed and keep chowing down spag.!!