I made penne in a vodka sauce from scratch for my host mom the other day. She took a bite, smiled, and told me that she liked it.
"But wait" she said walking to the fridge.
"Oh no," I thought. "No way, she wouldn´t."
Oh, but she did. She opened the door to the fridge, pulled out the bottle of ketchup, and doused the plate with it. I bit my lip. She took a bite.
"Much better!" she said with a smile and walked out of the kitchen to the living room.
I am convinced that Ticos have no tastebuds.
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