All I can say, is the great collander will decide which of us is right. I can say I have strayed and found comfort with Ziti, elbow, and yes even macaroni. But the Angel Hair always brings me back to the one True Rotini, glistening with extra virgins and attended by Balsamics. It is a sight to behold.
DK
True. We have too long quarreled with one another over trivial religious points. We never want to go back to the horrors of the Hundred Years Al Dente Wars.
Anyways, ever since the Council of The Olive Garden, religious pasta harmony has reigned.
Bless me Flying Spagetti Monster, for I have sinned. Often have I consorted with Angel Hair Pasta. I have soaked it with thy holy sauce, mixed it with thy holy lamb and pork, and adorned it with thy chantrelles and morels (the latter first dehydrated, then reconstituted in cream and wine).