So my dad bought some tortellini a couple days ago
And when I saw them in the fridge I was like “Hey, you bought pot stickers?”
And he was like “Huh? What?”
"POT. STICKERS. GYOZA? THE… THINGIES… WITH MEAT INSIDohh never mind they’re tortellini."
And he made them tonight.
And they were kinda good.
But I still feel deeply betrayed that they were not pot stickers.