The cold black Formica covered table held the turquoise blue Tupperware bowl full of my lunch for the day. It was such a treat to get them when we were young. My two sisters and I would scream in delight when we saw them.
“SPAGHETTIO’S!!!” Then we would RACE to the chairs to see who could get there first. Of course we were yelled at for running in the house.
One can was split between the three of us and a supplement of French cut green beans would accompany them. Bleh.
My sister Nikki however would take her time and examine each ‘O’ before placing it in her mouth. Each little ‘O’ had a story but I was too busy gobbling them yup to notice. By the time I was finished eating she had half a bowl left which to a young mind felt like she had much more than I did. I always wanted more.
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