a selection of pasta and noodle jokes
when i lived in san francisco years ago my friends and i would make a fortnightly-or-thereabouts pilgrimage to the inner sunset where we’d eat hand-pulled noodles at a spot called king of noodle (singular). they served more than one noodle at a time, thankfully.
to commemorate one of these trips, i spent some time curating pasta and noodle jokes and making up some of my own. these are four of them.
q: what did the pasta do when it fell off a cliff?
a: it had a farfalle.
q: what did the noodle do when it got drunk?
a: it soba’ed up.
q: which pasta was involved in an awards scandal?
a: the rigatoni.
q:: what instrument did the noodle play?
a: the vermi-cello.
here is how i made a soyrizo and egg breakfast torta of sorts.