Spicy Song Of The Week

HAH. It's TOTALLY sunday, right? Right!

There's boring things to do, and then there's epic things to do. Let's discuss.

Boring Thing: Sitting in a chair, staring out of a window. Generally, this is considered boredom, looking out into a world passing by with little interest or initiative to join the bustling population.

Epic Thing: Sitting in a chair, staring out of a window. With a glass of red wine, and classical music playing melodiously in the background, entire scene lit by firelight.  Now you're awesome. 

Boring Thing: Cooking KD. The water boils, add noodles. Simmer 8-10 minutes. drain, add butter, milk, and edible nuclear waste (cheese powder) and stir. You can get really creative and add pepper, ketchup, and hotdogs.

Epic Thing: Cooking KD with classical music. The tempo rises to allegretto as the water comes to a boil. With a sense of urgency and purpose, the noodles are poured as a noodley cascade into the pot. The music turns minor as we mourn the fate of each piece of pasta, boiled to death. Tragic. The music will suddenly begin to build, the crescendo strengthens as the pasta approaches acceptable tenderness. Tumultous, accented notes signify the tossing and turning of the noodles in the bubbling water. The scale up the piano builds anticipation, and then the climax! Strong, sweeping chords provide the perfect audible backdrop for you to dump the noodles out in one fluid motion into the strainer, a massive and dramatic cloud of steam rises up, and you can almost make out musical notes in the vapour, singing the song across the kitchen, evaporating just as the music builds some tension *gasp* : Now it gets tricky, hence a deceptive cadence: The melting of the butter is choregraphed perfectly to the drone and slight dissonance of the cellos, for melting butter is the sign of greater things to come. A duet plays out between the piano and the cello, symbolic of the butter and milk working their way through the noodles as a team, achieving a harmonious, blended balance. The adding of the cheese is accented stacato notes, chaotically pointing out that you just got more cheese on the counter and your shirt than in the pot. With a decresendo and a long held last note, the fermata resounds until there is nothing left but you...

...and a delicious pot of Kraft Dinner.

Dinner Is Served.

Clearly, classical music makes mundane thing epic. Try it out.

Siciliano

Vivaldi

Reading By The Fire