In our house, there is a delicate balance between not having enough pasta, and having way too much pasta.
I’m not a list maker . . . Sort of a maverick when it comes to shopping. . . So at the grocery store, while staring at the rows of pasta, I try to remember if I was last angry because we didn’t have enough of the right kind of pasta, or angry because the supply of pasta was enough for the whole county.
When in doubt, buy pasta . . . Although it can lead to a cupboard that looks like this.