Last weekend we bought pre-made, packaged pasta at Whole Foods.
When we bagged and loaded them into the car in Ft Collins, elevation 5003 feet, they were flat.
They puffed up, however, by the time they reached our kitchen, in Laramie, at an elevation of 7,165 feet.
It ticks the Legal Dude, for some reason.
Little idiosyncrasies—we all have them.
Even the Legal Dude…
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