Spaghettini with shrimp, tomato, artichoke hearts and a globulette of ancho
When life’s pace picks up, and you’re not feeling quite yourself–perhaps Jesus has recently moved in next door and made a few incendiary suggestions to you about a government building or two–and you begin to feel the strain, and one thing leads to another, and you find yourself strapped down for your court-ordered psych evaluation, and the shrink, who’s got you doing word associations, says “shrimp,†you will say “artichoke,†if you have ever tasted this torrid and persuasive sauce.
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