Today marks the beginning of Holy Pasta Week; the most sacred week of the year to Pastafarians, such as myself.
Morah and I plan to eat pasta for at least one meal every day this week. Be it something as simple as Ramen or complex as lasagna, pasta shall be eaten.
To usher in the week, Mike and Emily are coming over for dinner. We’re planning on having chicken fettucini alfredo and I heard that they might be bringing a chianti (the holiest of wines). Much fun shall be had by all as we watch Survivor and discuss our plans to convert the non-believers.
Don’t forget that the final day of HPW, Monday, is National Talk Like A Pirate day, so ye should be talkin’ the talk o’ the seadog that day. Matey.
I hope your Holy Pasta Week bring you fortune, good cheer, and many meatballs. May you be touched by his noodly appendage!0 People like this. Be the first!