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At the same time, Italian sausage, breadsticks, antipasto, and spaghetti vied for air supremacy.
Sea spaghetti looks like dark fettuccine and has a similar texture - you can get it in health food stores or online.
Why did you put spaghetti sauce into your cousin's drink?"
"Because I like it that way," said Sarah, taking the glass. "You have your chemical stimulants and I have mine, monkey.
Life is a combination of magic and pasta.
Orange: Uh Oh
Mario: Uh oh what?
Orange ... Uh-Oh spaghettio's
*LAUGH*
Mario: Not Funny
Italians love sun, sin, and spaghetti.
I do know what my first meal in the next world would be ... Spaghetti Aglio e Olio, heavy on everything.
The doctor simply refused to take pity. And added: when you don't know what to eat make a nice Italian spaghetti.
It is a very great mistake to suppose, as a few English cooks still do, that spaghetti and macaroni should be soaked in water before cooking.
In heaven, after antipasti, the first course will be pasta.
When you can hear someone giving head but can't see them, it sounds terribly like a child eating spaghetti.
I'm a big pasta guy, but I've cut it out to stay fast and lean.
I like pasta; it's pretty good. I'll even substitute wheat pasta in there and make it more healthy.
Ish #1 It's not your mama's macaroni and cheese if you used spaghetti noodles.
I cook a lot of Italian food. Bucatini Pomodoro is my best: it's a fat spaghetti with tomato, olive oil, and reminds me of getting married in Italy.
..I'm not, like you. I'm straight."
"So is spaghetti until it gets hot.
I'll cook the water for the pasta
I made lemon spaghetti in an early season of 'Everyday Italian,' and to this day people still come up to me and say they love it. It's very, very simple. Basically, you cook the pasta and mix together Parmesan cheese, olive oil, lemon juice and zest and pour it over the pasta.
No dish in history has as many variations, colors, motifs, tastes, textures and subtleties as a dish of pasta.
Normally I don't feel like having a belly full of pasta.
I can't even spell spaghetti never mind talk Italian. How could I tell an Italian to get the ball - he might grab mine.
People just adore pasta. It's a simple fact.
... I had been brought to boil twice with no pasta.
On hitting a shaken opponent - His legs turned to spaghetti and I was all over him like the sauce.
My handshake is as firm as cooked spaghetti. So, do you prefer your introductions with Alfredo or marinara sauce?
Sicily is paradise. I live in paradise. Now pass the pasta please.
Bologna girl, that's me.
Pasta is the one food I can't live without. It's the food I eat to fuel my running.
Hey, I just thought of something."
"What?"
"When we're together, we make one whole Italian.
She went downstairs to boil some pasta. Puttanesca. She couldn't resist the dig.
Pasta doesn't make you fat. How much pasta you eat makes you fat.
How do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?"
"Look it up in the phrase book.
When you fall into a black hole you will be literally spaghettified.
I felt I'd earned the Good Housekeeping Seal when I designed an oval-shaped spaghetti pot, because spaghetti is long.
You can buy a good pasta but when you cook it yourself it has another feeling.
But while you can always write 'spaghetti code' in a procedural language, object-oriented languages used poorly can add meatballs to your spaghetti.
I do love pasta. It gets me into trouble. If I could give up pasta and bread, I'd look like Cate Blanchett.
Look, spaghetti arms. This is my dance space. This is your dance space. I don't go into yours, you don't go into mine. You gotta hold the frame.
Student food." His eyes went to the tomato on the sill. "Whatever's in the refrigerator over pasta.
And I just sat there eating my pasta and thinking, Please don't ask me what I do please don't ask me what I do ...
The unlikely combination of potatoes and pasta does appear in some Italian recipes.
Wretched set of incompetent noodles.
Life is too short not to have pasta, steak, and butter.
I am at length joined to Bologna, where I am settled like a sausage.
The night was a rush of steaming pasta, wet irises, Italian leathers, swaddled beggars, skulking boys, sulking girls, garbage piles, pretzel vendors.
I'm a big pasta fan. I'm a big Italian food fan. Anything Italian - I love cheese, mozzarella. Mozzarella is my favorite, so I have to say anything Italian, I'll take it.
My kids and I make pasta three days a week now. It's not even so much about the eating of it; they just like the process. Benno is the stuffer, and Leo is the catcher. They've got their jobs down.
The world is divided into three parts of which two parts are meat balls and spaghetti and the other part a huge syphilitic chancre.
(revised, correct quote)
As we hoped, our kids began to learn Italian. One day Isaac sat down to dinner, looked at the plate of pasta we'd prepared, made a face, and said, "Che schifo!" a vulgar expression meaning "Gross!" We were so proud.
Once the pasta is sauced, serve it promptly, inviting your guests and family to put off talking and start eating.
I like thick or middle (spaghetti). Thin for me is always overcooked by the time I'm eating it.
He turns around to tend to the pasta like he didn't just ruin me for any other guy for the rest of my life.
Pasta with melted cheese is the one thing I could eat over and over again.
Standing in the corridor was a large plastic bin on wheels. He looked inside. Empty tins of dog food. That explained the spaghetti with meat sauce. Oh well, he'd eaten worse.
The top bag popped, and a metric ton of old lasagna spilled onto my pants. The stench of soured spaghetti sauce washed over me. Ew. Of all the trash from this whole giant building, I had to step on a bag from the food court. Damn it.
Italy Is Made of Tuff Stuff
Our pasta primavera was born when I promised fresh pasta with tomatoes and basil to critic Craig Claiborne, but we had no tomatoes.
See, food I can talk about. I'm Italian, I know the food.
thought. "You want some macaroni
In the Italian kitchen, ingredients are not treated as promising but untutored elements that need to be corrected through long and intricate manipulation and refined by the ultimate polish of a sauce.
Bologna is a deli meat for people with eyes.
I say to my industrialist friends, when you have guests from out of town, I don't care how important they are, you should feed them the essence of Italian culture: spaghetti, bread and olive oil.
Nothing mitigates the throes of depression like a steaming plate of spaghetti and meatballs with marinara sauce and grated parmasan cheese, with a good fresh bread to wipe up.
Have you seen the bologna that has the olives in it? Who's that for? 'I like my bologna like a martini. With an olive.' 'I'll have the bologna sandwich - dirty.'
If you can't pass the ball properly, a bowl of pasta's not going to make that much difference!
If I start feeling down I'll gorge myself on pasta. That usually does the trick. It's the Italian blood in me.
What does Karl Marx put on his pasta? Communist Manipesto!
Polenta is to northern Italy what bread is to Tuscany, what pasta is to Emilia-Romagna and what rice is to the Veneto: easy to make, hungry to absorb other flavours, and hugely versatile.
Italians' relationship to food is loving, informal, and gay ...
America has been conditioned to think of pasta as the never-ending pasta bowl and Olive Garden.
I like to make pasta with puttanesca sauce and arugula salad.
Blood? Lava? Evil ketchup?
You know, people come to Italy for all sorts of reasons, but when they sat, it's for the same two things."
"What?"
"Love and gelato.
When it comes to cooking pasta, the first essential is to make sure you have a big enough pot: it needs room to roll in the water while cooking.
I'm terrified of lasagna. I think it was to eat ME!
When I was a kid, for my birthday every year, my mother made me pasta bechamel, which is rigatoni with a white cream sauce.
I always preferred my father's pasta the next day, when he'd put it in a hot oven with heaps of extra cheese. It would emerge slightly burned and very crisp on top.
Going blind every time you drain a boiling pan of pasta, because it steams up your glasses real bad.
People may not know this about me, but I've always loved cooking. My favorite thing to cook is my mom's spicy spaghetti.
I'd like to thank Dariel pasta.
If kids can learn how to make a simple Bolognese sauce, they will never go hungry. It's pretty easy to cook pasta, but a good sauce is way more useful.
Don't be lasagna
I need savory sauces, stews and pastas. I can't live without pastas. My butt, you can tell I like to eat.
The best pastas are cut with bronze dies that give them a rough texture and allow the sauce to cling.
An ounce of sauce covers a multitude of sins.
Being from Staten Island and Brooklyn, I'm used to eating pasta and meatballs every single day.
Fettuccine Alfredo is dangerous for your health.
It is a sad but very real truth that there is no future for relationships where spaghetti and chocolate milk does not play a major role.
I'm a huge pasta and pizza lover. I can eat those every single day.
Most men say they can cook pasta, but I think you should find a little bit of an unusual angle on your pasta and make that your signature dish.
I admired her lack of compunction, the courage of her bad manners, the energy of simple rage. Throwing a bag of spaghetti had a simplicity to it, a recklessness, a careless grandeur. It got things over with. I was a long way, then, from being able to do anything like it myself.
My mother and I, our favorite part of any baked pasta is the top, where the cheese gets crusty.
Fresh egg pasta is traditionally served in the north of Italy with butter, cream and rich meat sauces, whereas dried pasta is more at home with the tomato- and olive oil-based ones of the south.
Three Meatloaf Haikus
Oh yucky meatloaf
sitting under the hot lights
so gray and gristly.
Nothing tastes worse than
you, not cauliflower or
even lima beans.
And what is that weird
thing sticking out
a whisker?
hair? a rubber band?
How could a mother who boils water for pasta leave two little girls behind?
I was not prepared for the feel of the noodles in my mouth, or the purity of the taste. I had been in Japan for almost a month, but I had never experiences anything like this. The noodles quivered as if they were alive, and leapt into my mouth where they vibrated as if playing inaudible music.
The pesto and angel hair are warm in the bowl on my lap, the fragrances of olive oil and basil blending the exotic and familiar, equal parts sunny Tuscan hillside and hometown dirt. A meal like this makes you want to live forever, if only for the scent of warm pesto in January.
I was one of those fortunate individuals who grew up in a large, passionate, demonstrative Italian family where we were taught to love as naturally as we breathed and ate giant bowls of pasta!
What a mess you've made of the simplest of subjects, Della.
Don't do lunchmeat, kids. Bologna. Not even once.