If I was told I couldn't eat pasta... I would become more Italian than my grandmother and join a mafiaWhen I was told I couldn’t eat pasta the Italian in me died
If I was told I couldn't eat pasta... I would become more Italian than my grandmother and join a mafiaWhen I was told I couldn’t eat pasta the Italian in me died
Hahahaha I literally cried happy tears when I found a gluten free pasta where the taste and texture wasn’t all wrongIf I was told I couldn't eat pasta... I would become more Italian than my grandmother and join a mafia
Must've been like manna from heaven!Hahahaha I literally cried happy tears when I found a gluten free pasta where the taste and texture wasn’t all wrong
YepMust've been like manna from heaven!
Sigh there was a manna from heaven item at a fast food place when I lived in Texas called Jack In The Box that had a pasta item on their menu that I loved. Picture deep fried cheese ravioli with a tangy marinara dipping sauce. I loved the stuff!Must've been like manna from heaven!
I am!you might bring your paratrooper painting...would fit the theme
I think I'll just leave that alone...@jaylach I went to a dance recital once where tassel's really set the mood .
I like when they can make two tassels go in opposite directions.@jaylach I went to a dance recital once where tassel's really set the mood .