There’s a story behind every recipe and this is mine. Last week I was asked to bring a side dish to a graduation party, one that I hadn’t made in years. I had a vague recollection of it showing up years ago at every BBQ and Baby/Wedding Shower but couldn’t remember what all the hoopla was about.
I dusted off my recipe box and flipped through scraps and post-its until a stained and faded card caught my eye. “This is it.” I got so excited. “Now I remember. It’s colorfully delicious. Like a carnival concession stand or edible confetti. This pasta begs for a celebration. OMG.” Read more »
