This past Wednesday my roommate and I went to go help the local Women’s Shelter. We helped with our dorm floor and created spaghetti, rolls, and a salad to take to the shelter. Well, our floormates decided to cook the noodles without us, and after three tries of them overcooking the noodles (the noodles became a mushy mess), they gave up. We went to the shelter and ended up having to have one the workers there help us cook the noodles. My roommate and I actually helped on that part, and the noodles turned out great. Overall the event was a blast, and I would love to do something like this again.
Anyways, when we got back to the dorm, our floormates tell me that the noodles we used were expired so they were going to throw it away. (Yeah, they blame the noodles for their lack of cooking skills.) I told my roommate and she ended up saving the noodles. So now we have this giant box of noodles in our dorm room.