Novel & Cerita Ritual Pasta

I don't think I could ever love another person, the way I love him. After ten minutes of debate we finally settle on rigatoni with white wine, artichoke and pea sauce. It's a fairly simple dish to make, and quick, which Is actually better because we still have many things to do after this. After a matter of minutes prepping the food, we start cooking. Beginning with cooking the rigatoni pasta, only adding the peas when there's two minutes cooking time left. While I tend to the pasta, Hardin grabs the frying pan and puts two tablespoons of the reserved oil from the drained artichokes in the frying pan over medium heat. He cooks the eschalot and garlic until they're softened, and as he finishe

, He spoke. "Simple or not, it smells wonderful." With his back turned, I frowned as my thoughts went to my last conversation about pasta. Papa would be happy to know I was eating something that sounded so classically Italian. "I didn't know you could cook at all, so, consider me impressed." Aleksander pulled two glass bowls from his cabinet and started plating up pasta with a grin. "I am an impressive man, Rhea. I have many talents." He took the seat next to me at the island.

Once Adrian left, Lana quickly tidied herself up before eagerly diving into the aromatic pasta. Aware of Lana's meatless diet, Adrian arranged for a delectable pesto pasta dish, ensuring each element was crafted with freshness in mind. The pasta, coated in a luscious, homemade sauce, struck the perfect balance of texture and flavor. In what seemed like mere moments, Lana had devoured the generous serving, relishing every mouthful. Yet, even after savoring the last bite, Lana found herself craving another taste. Seizing the moment, Adrian returned, presenting Lana with a replenished bowl of pasta.

She couldn't help the admiration she felt towards him at that time. “And what are you making today?" Grace suddenly asked, her curiosity piqued. Dante looked over his shoulder at her, a sly smile on his lips. “You'll see. But if you must know, it's a special dish–Pasta alla Norma. It's a Sicily specialty.” Grace’s eyes lit up. “Pasta alla Norma? Sounds fancy." “It is," Dante replied, his voice teasing. “Only the best for you, my little stella."

Knowing the meal in question would be way more relieving. I take the dome off. My face flattens. It’s pasta and meat. Shredded meat rises up at the center as the pasta is layered beneath it in an expertise setting. Small leaves are over the plate as well with some kind of sauce. This doesn’t look like the everyday pasta meal. “Nope, I don’t know.” I say, keeping my eyes pressed on the food in front of me. It scents good. I can feel my stomach roar with a newfound craving for this pasta. “El gusto pasta with pulled pork, beef and mushrooms.” Killian says.

I nodded my head, well he wasn't as heartless as I thought. Rico went over to the covered pot and dished a plate of whatever Matteo prepared. He placed the plate in front of me, the sight I saw made me scrunch up my nose in disgust. "What the fuck is this?" I asked stared at the greenish looking food. Rico chuckled at my reaction. "It's called creamy avocado pesto pasta. Boss told Matteo to make it for you, in his words, 'your intake of junk food is unhealthy for the baby.'"

Rosita's POV I twirled the pasta around my fork, the cheesy, golden strands sticking together. Pasta carbonara, Fernando had called it. I hadn’t tasted anything properly since… since the poison. I lifted the fork to my mouth, the first bite a timid offering to my recovering senses.

Stellina told Martha to prepare a special meal for her father. "Prepare the best ingredients immediately, Martha. Papa will be here soon. We haven't seen each other for a long time and I hope he's happy with your cooking." said Stellina. "Yes, ma'am. We will prepare a special menu for Mr. Eston. Does Madame have any special requests?" Martha asked back. "My father loves pasta. Make the most delicious pasta carbonara. Spaghetti pasta with a sauce of mixed eggs, cheese, selected herbs and the best bacon."

Maybe these housekeepers don’t even know what the ceremony is about or that I am going to be sacrificed tonight, maybe they are clueless. However that is not going to stop be from be a sarcastic b**** tonight. I opened the silver lid and saw a mouth-watering pasta dish. I took my first bite and savoured the flavour, however I couldn’t bring myself to take another bite. I wasn’t nauseas or anything, it’s just that I didn’t see the point of eating when I was about to die.

1 tbsp oil, 250 g bacon, strips, 1/2 cup button mushroom, canned, sliced, 1/2 cup onion, white, chopped, 2 pouches DEL MONTE Carbonara Sauce (200g), 1/2 tsp salt, 1/2 tsp pepper, black, 1/3 cup butter, 1/2 cup cheese, grated, 1/4 cup parsley, chopped and 1 pack DEL MONTE Spaghetti (400g). I prepared a pot and boiled the pasta. When the pasta is cooked, I reserved 1 cup of water for the pasta. I discarded the excess water and dried it. I put it back on the stove. I sauté the bacon in oil until browned and removed the bacon and set it aside. In the same pot, I sauté the mushroom for 2 minutes. Add onion and sauté until translucent. I added the reserved pasta water and DEL MONTE Carbonara Sauce