It all started so innocently. I thought it would be nice to get some good pasta, and maybe some spicy sausage for carbonara.
The rigatone and orecchiete were, of course, sensible pasta options, and I can never resist giant shells when I see them, because you can’t get those at the supermarket. And really, giant squid ink pasta tubes are an *invitation*, don’t you think? Already I find myself dreaming of inside-out tuna casserole.