Spaghetti Ostrich


We had just finished eating spaghetti for dinner, and I was the last one at the table and had a couple of noodles left. With the couple of noodles, I cut up a couple for the short pieces, and the rest I just moved into place with my fork. I never once touched the sphaghetti noodles with my hand, just my fork.

(My little brother and sister make food shapes out of bread. They bite the bread into the shape of the states they know–Oklahoma, Idaho, Florida–the ones that have unique shapes.)

( July 2008 )


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    no one said,

    Food art, ha ha ha
    i love this sight

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    June said,

    That’s so cute, Mary! Very clever …! My sister used to farm ostriches, and yours is very life-like. Well done.

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