Spinach Affairs Run in the Family

When I last visited my dad I was first surprised, and then quickly not surprised anymore after realizing "well, I am his daughter..." because I opened his fridge and this is what I found:

DUN  DUN  DUN....spinach.

Not only did he have two big bags of spinach...he was also making spaghetti sauce and asked me to add spinach to it.

And then when I added a good amount of spinach to the pot, he told me to add more spinach. 

This was the ultimate paternity test. He passed. And more importantly, the spinach spaghetti was delicious. Especially considering my dad was born and raised in a country that does not eat pasta. So much so that they think 'mac and cheese' is disgusting. Pretty impressive.

-D