Pasta Chapter 1 Verse 25

How I love it. Every infinite shape. I equally love the sauces that cling to its semolina or rice body. Even down to the simplest butter or olive oil with a sprinkle (OK a pound) of cheese. I am CRAVING a good bowl of pasta. Tonight I shall seek out an Italian one. Given my neck of the woods, I'm a bit limited. My mouth is watering I must stop.