I just want to assure everyone that minimum food was wasted (especially
@TheDragonWithAFlagon) my sister ate all of it and I have some quotes from her too.
Let’s embark.
I used a little tin because they’re what I tend to buy, I also didn’t have any ‘dried cheese’ in as it’s not 1990. I used a tiny amount of Red Leicester instead.
So firstly, as many suspected, it was very hard to rinse off the sauce. You can see below how orange the pasta still was.
I had to get my hands in which felt like a violation if I’m honest.
The sauce was also very gloopy and hard to get down the plug hole.
Now the microwave (pronounced how Mom would), I thought the amount of time stated was WAY too long and it probably was. It was hissing and popping away like mad in there, as if it were trying to beg for me to put it out it’s misery.
It came out steaming and hotter than Satan’s bollocks.
I added a tiny bit of butter and my poor cheese, along with loads of pepper.
Finished product smelt terrible, but was actually much more intact than I expected!
The length of ‘cooking’ time kind of dried the pasta a bit? But it was definitely overheated and started to cool and got mushy very rapidly, the sauce definitely plays a role in keeping them warm.
Like I said I told my sister I’d buy her a brewskie if she ate it and she did without much trouble.
IN CONCLUSION:
It wasn’t awful, but was a waste of time. It just tasted like the sauce but was dryer, so if you have spaggy hoops and don’t like the sauce it’s pointless and you’re
tit out of luck I’m afraid.
The pepper taste did cover up the tomato a bit, but you may as well just add pepper to the sauce
I usually put salt, pepper and Worcestershire sauce in and herbs if I’m feeling FANCY, so there you go stupid poors I bet you never thought of that! *rattle tip jar*
Physically, I honestly think it was more effort than cooking dry pasta, yes it’s quicker, but still involves draining, pouring and stirring so what’s the
bleeping point?
ALSO I don’t know this but suspect a colander wouldn’t work, I think the hoops would slip through.
As my sister said “it’s… something”, it’s edible but pointless.
It also felt and looked depressing
when I summoned her upstairs she said that she was ‘looking around for some kind of dish, only to spot a little orange bowl of sadness’.
