The Pasta of Ill-Repute

[charles]

Today was Donna’s birthday. The original plan was to go out to a restaurant somewhere, but seeing as I woke up feeling like I’d been run over by a bus (or at least by the latest virus to be going around) we shelved that idea.

“Aha,” I thought. “I’ll cook dinner. Sure-fire brownie-points.”

Well, maybe not entirely sure-fire. I’ve not had the best

Comments

[dharawal]

It's the thought that counts carlfishy 8-)

[ounceofreason]

I've never had pasta puttanesca, but I have had a pizza puttanesca. I didn't say this to anyone else at the table, but it really did smell like... lady parts?

Good times.