I briefly pondered the many people around the world who see Mary or Jesus in mud puddles or on the sides of refrigerators, and thought maybe we could have a shrine, too.
But then he ate it.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Pasta Maria
Flip noticed a face in his dinner after adding more pasta to his plate on top of the sauce he had already taken.
I briefly pondered the many people around the world who see Mary or Jesus in mud puddles or on the sides of refrigerators, and thought maybe we could have a shrine, too.
But then he ate it.
I briefly pondered the many people around the world who see Mary or Jesus in mud puddles or on the sides of refrigerators, and thought maybe we could have a shrine, too.
But then he ate it.
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Looks good! Did he happen to say who the face might have been? (self-censoring some very strange suggestions)
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It looks like the classic smiley face. Obviously it's Jesus, you should set up a shrine immediately. Well protected of course to prevent anyone disturbing the arrangement - or eating it.
kinda looks like the oogie boogie from the nightmare before christmas.
I think eating "it" was the appropriate thing to do in the circumstances. there's a long history of ingesting bits of your enemies to claim their strength, etc.
A shrine to a laughing Oscar the Grouch...right on. Make Flip give us our holy Oscar back!
It does look good enough to eat!! And even more fun to eat a happy face.
Chani,
He didn't say. It looks more like a smiley face or one of the Muppets than the Virgin Mary, but I liked the idea of having our very own grotto like Guadalupe, Fatima or Aparecida do Norte in Brazil.
Nick,
Alas, that window of opportunity has passed. He made all-gone with his dinner.
I agree with your observation, though. Maybe I could duplicate it on a Halloween pumpkin.
Bob,
My pasta is nobody's enemy, but I believe it is most often the heart that is eaten. (Ewwwww.)
Mark,
I don't think we want to do that. It could get ugly. And odoriferous.
Babe,
Apparently it was. I make very good pasta sauce for a non-Italian.
Is it okay if I immediately saw a smiling English sheepdog?
Looks like Cookie Monster to me!
Agent,
Is there any other kind of Old English Sheepdog? They're great clowns, always smiling.
Molly,
Yes!! That's the one. I couldn't think of it because the pasta sauce wasn't purple.
LOL!
If there's a move afoot to make your pasta into a patron saint and your husband's stomach is pumped, I'll get concerned.
BTW, my word verification string is "implodi". Appropriate, no?
Warts,
I suppose it's better than "explodi." Sorry about the word verification but every time I remove it I get a million "comments" in characters I can't read but which seem to link to porn sites.
Maybe someday I'll be known as "Saint Susan of the Spaghetti."
It's a miracle! Bozo has appeared in your spaghetti! Alert the media.
It looks completely like my Paco (who has long ringlets these days) when he wandered into our bedroom the other night at 1 a.m. and said his nose wouldn't stop running. I turned on the light and discovered an axe murderer had been hacking at him.
Oh, all right. He had had a bloody nose in his sleep for some time and had not a spot of clean skin showing above his belly button. Even the back of his neck was coated.
So, yea, all red and curly on top.
Meno,
Actually, it was angel hair pasta. How perfect is that?
Jocelyn,
Well, then, it's obvious that we need to set up a shrine for St. Paco of the Bleeding Nose.
I agree with Molly above - looks just like Cookie Monster. Seems as good a soul as any to make a shrine to.
I love that spaghetti smiles at you and Flip. That's got to be a blessing!
it looks kinda drunken and pathetic....did it consume much wine?
Rebecca,
St. Cookie. I think I like that! At any rate, it's better than St. Monster.
Claudia,
Of course it is - it's angel hair.
Tara,
Probably. I did leave the kitchen a couple times. I really hate a dinner that can't hold its liquor.
Yeah, I saw Oscar the Grouch in that plate of pasta too. Heck, maybe he is a divine being for some.
David,
Stop playing with your food!
Oscar
I love that! I see faces all the time, & can't help but laugh.
I thought that looked like vampire spaghetti!
That kind of huge grin and vapid stare always make me wonder what the spirit in the sauce is thinking... or planning...
Good thing Flip ate it and took care of business!
Now I need to get spaghetti for lunch. ;o)
Scarlett & Viaggiatore
I see Buster Keaton on a rare 'up' day when the valium was really working.
I love that. But then he ate it.
I dare you to try that photo on ebay. I bet you would get some offers...
Meggie,
No, I'm making Vampire Spaghetti on Thursday from an old family recipe kindly supplied by my Great Uncle Dracula.
Scarlett,
Hey, Toots, maybe your vapid is another woman's fascinating, did you ever think of that?!
Ian,
Does it really work, then? I need a prescription posthaste, do not pass Go, do not collect $25.
Pamela,
What a spoil-sport he is!
Maria,
I never bet on something I know I'd lose. A few years ago, someone in England made $10,000 on a leftover Thanksgiving turnip - and it wasn't even a famous person's.
Omigawd, I love it, I love it, I love it...!!! It's Santa Claus -- in reverse...!
Jo,
Oh, no. Oh, NO!!! Say it isn't so. There must be big karma for eating Santa.
It is clearly the face of a cat. Holy cats! Do people say that any more? It was as common as "Holy cow!" when I was young a millenium ago. At last I have something to believe in - or would if I liked cats as much as some.
David,
"Holy cats" and "Holy cow" are pretty mild by today's standards.
Thanks for coming by. I tried the link to your blog but it said your profile was unavailable.
I can tell I have Batman obsessed children because I immediately thought, "Oh, it's the face of the Joker!"
Liz,
I hadn't thought of that since I am not lucky enough to live with Batman obsessed children, but you're right. The angle of the mouth is perfect! (Your sons would be proud.)
You could have made a fortune with that on ebay, you know!
Rhubarb,
I know. A couple years ago, someone in England made $10,000 selling a leftover turnip from Christmas dinner. And it wasn't in The Onion.
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