“cook pasta per package.” you said while reading the directions.
“here,” she passed the pack of pasta. “put this in the pot.”
you continued reading. “add the green beans to the pot too.”
“green beans coming right up.” she said then laughed. she gave the pack of green beans to you.
“it says, reserve ½ cup cooking water.” you said, crossing your arms.
“got some problems?” she asked.
“what does that mean?” you asked while your brows are furrowed.
“drain some water, but reserve ½ cup of it.” she laughed.
'i guess having a cooking lessons with her is the best thing that happened in my life' you thought.
