Seriously

After my last post, there seemed to be a lot of people questioning my honesty/sanity/knowledge of what phallic pasta looks like. My husband even went so far as to suggest I read an online article discussing how gummy candy shaped like lighthouses, when turned the proper way, can look like a part of the male anatomy. (Like that makes better sense - a rogue shipment of lighthouse-shaped pasta made it’s way to a grocery store in Kyiv?)

So here’s your proof: I am now the proud owner of a package of “Sweet Dreams” pasta. Yes. That’s actually what the tag on the shelf said.

Penis Pasta

Let that be a lesson to you - and you know who you are - never question me again.

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  1. Shawn’s avatar

    Do you serve it al dente?

  2. madalyn’s avatar

    Did the cashier give you that “knowing/judgy look” when you paid for your purchase? :-P

  3. Jennifer’s avatar

    Well, Ukrainian “customer service professionals” come in two varieties:

    1. Surly ones that insist on staring at you as if they wish you would die the entire time they’re “helping” you. (This comprises about 95% of the workforce.)

    2. Ones that think it’s funny and/or cute that you’re not from here and are making a lame attempt to communicate with them in Russian.

    So, since I was lucky enough to get one of the latter types, she was giggling at me the entire time I was checking out. I’m just not sure if it was because of my foreign-ness, my purchase, or a combination of both.

  4. Peter Watkins’s avatar

    Jennifer,

    Your Mom works with my wife at the SJC Library. She thought we would enjoy this post. Thanks. It brightened my morning.

    Peter