Made some spaghetti last night, with meat sauce. Yummy. I’ve been in the habit of bringing my lunch to work for a long time now … can’t really afford to buy lunch everyday, not really sure how so many others can … and spaghetti is a great lunch option. For about $6.00 you can make at least 5 servings of sketti and meat sauce, which provides a meal at home for 2 and 3 days worth of lunch. Perfect.
After I’d eaten some sketti, put my lunch servings into tupperware containers, and cleaned out the pots and the strainer, I left the kitchen to watch some tv with Erin. A few minutes later, when I came back into the kitchen for something, I noticed this in the sink …
Yep, it’s just what it looks like. A small piece of leftover spaghetti that didn’t get washed down the drain, in the undeniable shape of an ICTHUS fish. I had to take about 10 pictures to get one that looked okay, since the stainless steel sink kept reflecting the camera flash. Finally, Erin held a flashlight over the ICTHUS spaghetti fish, I turned off the flash, and captured the image you see here.
What does it mean? I made some dinner and cleaned up afterward, so I performed my husbandly duties okay. No problem there. I made reasonable sized servings, so no gluttony. Should I be eating MORE spaghetti? Is it really good for me? Do I need to think about God more while I’m cooking, being thankful for the opportunity and for the food provided for us? Maybe, just maybe, if I look at my sink closely enough, I’ll find a sublimal image of the Virgin Mary. And the ICHTHUS spaghetti fish is likely sitting right where her stomach is, an obvious metaphor of the fact she carried the hope of mankind in her womb. Or maybe, just maybe, the spaghetti poured onto the sink, this piece got stuck, some water flowed on it and caused it to move a little, and it ended up looking like a well known Christian symbol. I don’t know.
What I do know is that if I ever see several grains of rice clumped together in the sink in the shape of a cross, I’m going to totally freak out.
