Pretty in Pink

Ahhhh…smoooooth….creammmy….riiiich…
Tonight’s dinner was the same pink sauce that Anna and I made with the gnocci last month, only this time I served it with fettuccine and shrimp.
Hush. I don’t care that it looks like spaghetti. It’s fettuccine. I didn’t forget to buy fettuccine. And you can’t prove it.
Cause it’s gone. Gobbled up.
You should have heard the table. Nobody was talking. We’re not supposed to talk with our mouths full.
