Because When I Think Fiesta, I Think Italy Life 10/10/55 I don’t know about you, but when I eat ravioli, I don my Italian sombrero and play a round of Italian music with my maracas. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
The ad agency must have had some leftover copy for that other cupboard staple, Old El Paso tacos, and offered a discount too good to refuse. 😉 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Nothing goes better with canned Ravioli then a big glass of Grappa with a salted rim.Ole’ LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I like my Chef Boy-Ar-Dee with a side of pico-de-gallOs. Then I put my Lederhosen on and rock out to Riverdance. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
The ad agency must have had some leftover copy for that other cupboard staple, Old El Paso tacos, and offered a discount too good to refuse. 😉
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Nothing goes better with canned Ravioli then a big glass of Grappa with a salted rim.Ole’
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LOL ole!
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I like my Chef Boy-Ar-Dee with a side of pico-de-gallOs. Then I put my Lederhosen on and rock out to Riverdance.
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Nate lives! Riverdance demands that it be rocked out to.
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Neat!
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