they call it fusilli... , i asked whats the fuss???

I waited with baited breath as the chef added one ingredient after the other. It was meant to be a sauce. (and everything i could figure out with the picture of sauce in my mind was red tomato sauce, green chilli sauce, yellow brown mustard sauce...)

but WTF??? this sauce was kinda WHITE with green capsicum floating!!! looks weird!
call me a dumb idiot, but i havn't tasted much of pasta, but for the instant sunfeast pasta that maa cooks or the simple pasta that they serve at local food courts.
But mind you, this was not some ordinary food court... AND it wasn't some other pasta, The paprika fettuccine veg fussily.

bite 1: whats this? milk cream with chilli-masala-some italian herb and lots of salt?

i blurted out: (jor se) ye kya bakwas hai, it doesn even taste better than maggi i cook ( n the ppl near by kinda gave me this look, pariah among the Pomeranian... ha! i thought, still a doggy)

silky said, kha le, true Italin tastes something like this only. and you really hav no taste for good food

JAI mata di!

i din say much after that, (kha le bhai, i thought... silky is experienced... may be they eat the same tasteless milk-salt curry that they call some fancy name in Italy... poor italians)

but that was funny.
i mean how can...
why should...
who will...
naaahhh...

Italy is great. may be thats why monica bellucci is so beautiful...