Some pasta noodles seem quite feminine,
delicate, precise and often lacy -like that little princess “Mafalda”
If there is feminine and masculine noodles,
Pappardelle is a strait up brute.
He’s cut from a seemingly medieval tool, that appears to be a formidable defense weapon.
(I carry it in my back pocket, when I’m out walking at night)
Ol’ Pappy can push and shove his way around just about any sauce.
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Pappardelle, with Salsa Salumi
that is… until he get’s in a tangle with the jaws and teeth of a ravenous Il Corvo patron.
Also today:
Spaghettini, with garlic, olive oil and Mama lil’s pickled goat-horn peppers
Cavatelli, Sunburst tomatoes, butter and fresh oregano
