word up.
it's just so flippin' good....
and when you pile on the fall vegetable hottness?
yeah.
it makes that specialty-type home cookin' extra good.
pasta autunno.
that's the seasonal opposite of pasta primavera.
smart?
you know it.
so,
then what's in the pot?
kale,
diced tomatoes with roasted garlic,
rosemary,
red onions,
potatoes,
butternut squash,
snow peas,
broccoli,
and brussels sprouts.
i GOT they.
that's it.
seasoned with g.p.o.p. and tons of freshly cracked black peps.
and just to be sure you could tell it's special,
i put some extra fancy 'ronis in there with it.
really.
check the teleport:
delicious.
those happy noodles?
they are called creste di gallo!
sure,
they look like half-heart lasagna tubes,
but they're 'posed to be rooster top-combs!
cock's crests for your face!
hey-O!!
man,
macaroni people are so weird.
all those super-special different shapes?
i know they're all basically the same sh!t,
but i also love custom expert jauns.
y'know?
they just look like they taste better.
...and therefore they do.
that's real.
***********
it's so windy, y'all.
like,
raging gypsy stormswept natural fury,
blasting through the gaps in the rollings hills and mighty mountains,
from west to east,
bringing biting cold and brutal blinding bits of autumn across
the grounds and rounds about town and country.
seriously,
there's debris being blasted against everything,
the rustling and the whispering of a gentle breeze are far outdone
by the doomsday decibels of these roaring airwaves crashing around me.
it's good.
but only because i'm indoors where it's warm and still.
yep.
i still F*ing hate wind, kids.
forever and ever.
answers and war and change are all being wafted my way,
but i'm doing my best to avoid 'em all.
i'll just power down some leftover pasta,
and heat my insides with all those autumnal nutrients.
a better fate than windburn awaits me anywhere;
never quiet, never soft.....
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