Both me and my sister stayed there recently, and I guess he assumes we lost it. But I barely cooked when I was down there and my sister and her husband say they didn’t have pasta while they were there.
This was a cheap ass pasta strainer mind you. He even admitted he didn’t like it that much and got a new one at the dollar store for under $5 bucks. Mind you I’m pretty sure this man is technically a millionaire at this point (hence why he has a nice place near the beach I like to go to).
Jesus this man needs a hobby.
Edit: HE FOUND THE STRAINER!!!
I’m a dad of teenagers.
It. Drives. Me. Insane. How often things just “disappear.”
I don’t mind them using tools, or paints, or eating whatever they wanna eat frankly, but not putting stuff back where it was or putting an empty box back in the fridge or cabinet, holy shit.
It makes me feel insane, like “I know that I have a pizza peel, where the hell is it?” Tearing the kitchen apart…
That said, if it were a pasta strainer in my second house and my kids were adults staying with their spouse(s)? I mean… C’mon. I know I raised them to be considerate, so if it’s missing at that point, it’s on me.